<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:39:20.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>•¤ R.e.A.n.i.m.A.t.i.0.N ¤•</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-1537176754734591450</id><published>2007-03-06T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:17:18.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY. gen must be drowning in tears of joy cause i FINALLY did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYPE YOUR FIRST NAME WITH YOUR...&lt;br /&gt;1. FINGERS: Junwen&lt;br /&gt;2. CHIN: mnjjknweer n(WTF)&lt;br /&gt;3. ONE FINGER, EYES CLOSED: kimerb (...what the)&lt;br /&gt;4. ELBOW: jujynwernjh&lt;br /&gt;5. NOSE: ju nw2ern&lt;br /&gt;6. PALM: juinmwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) List Four fandoms you have.&lt;br /&gt;I hate vegetables&lt;br /&gt;I love fried eggs&lt;br /&gt;I like to niao genevieve out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I like to flick ponytails(so dun sport one near me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Have you ever slept in the back of a car?&lt;br /&gt;=.=. Have i ever not slept in the back of a car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Have you recently dyed your hair/cut it?&lt;br /&gt;cut yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) List four people that you look up to the most&lt;br /&gt;huan zi&lt;br /&gt;king colin&lt;br /&gt;yao ming (i fantasize about looking up to him)&lt;br /&gt;any1 whos not a genevieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) How many pets do you own as of now?&lt;br /&gt;none. oyeah i owned sampan and hamster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) White or Black?&lt;br /&gt;actually i like both, but if i turn emo and wanna self mutilate i would wear black and stand in the bball court at noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)Who is your most played character?&lt;br /&gt;er. i play myself. u gotta ask someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Choose one or the other, not both:-Being stuck on an island with a friend-Being stuck on an island with 5 acquaintances&lt;br /&gt;5 acquaintances. hmm er. dno. just prefer more company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.)Name three aspects that tell who you are.&lt;br /&gt;talks alot of nonsense, likes company, big daydreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.)if you could have a power what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Force&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.)who is the the last person you said "I love you" to?&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Write down the first five words that pop into your head:&lt;br /&gt;physics&lt;br /&gt;mathematics e=mc^2.m2v2xv3f4^g2&lt;br /&gt;organic chemistry&lt;br /&gt;dna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH YA RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) What's one thing you wish you could do better?&lt;br /&gt;be more interested in mugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Do you like the way you are?&lt;br /&gt;mhm.. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Choose, Summer or Winter:&lt;br /&gt;Summerrrrr. Winter is darn troublesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Choose, Rain or snow:&lt;br /&gt;Snow. I wont really get wet in snow, and i can kill pple with snowballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) Water or ice?&lt;br /&gt;water... to drink?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) List two odd things about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;i can raise either eyebrow, then rapidly alternate (PRO)&lt;br /&gt;i hafta wear specs but i dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) Who are two of your bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;not listening during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;niaoing alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) What's 1 of your biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;dao pple who think they look very pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) Now list 6 people who should do this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;gen(redo)&lt;br /&gt;gen(reredo)&lt;br /&gt;gen(rereredo)&lt;br /&gt;gen(rerereredo)&lt;br /&gt;gen(rererereredo)&lt;br /&gt;gen(rerererereredo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OYEAH. *plonk* zzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-1537176754734591450?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/1537176754734591450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=1537176754734591450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/1537176754734591450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/1537176754734591450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-117049763949095249</id><published>2007-02-03T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:13:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3868/1624/1600/55111/00139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3868/1624/320/329643/00139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWITCHFOOT ROCKS BIG TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JON FOREMAN!!!(the blonde guy at the front)&lt;br /&gt;hahahah i love jon foreman man, obv not in the gay way.. (cuz some idiot lamer will probably bring this up) I want to be like him ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Hes got the VOICE, the STYLE, the LOOKS, won some gibson guitar award thing, and is the lead singer of SWITCHFOOT. my current fav band woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Hes one of my favourite songwriters too, and his lyrics are part of what makes switchfoot stand out from the rest. Their lyrics are written such that they can be interpreted in the christian way and in the non-christian way, for non-believers who are potential anti-christian bands. Not to mention the words are deep, and thought provoking too, without spamming cheem vocab all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird. why am i like advertising for switchfoot here. okok byebye.&lt;br /&gt; EH WAIT&lt;br /&gt;  OEAYAH. ahhahah WhathappenedtoDignity participated in talentime auds! our VERY 1st onstage performance, our debut. even though the audience were only the judges, the media students and a few random watchers. Javis was the only dood wif prior experience jamming onstage, but the tension could be felt from everyone as we entered the lt3.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I dun wear my specs despite a 200 degree myopia helped me alot in coping wif stagefright man. I can see everything but the expressions on the audience faces from the stage, and they werent moving much so i couldnt tell whether they were enjoying it/stoning in amazement/stoning in -_-"ness(which is a good thing). well, felt the whole thing went nearly smoothly, and it sounded good, apart from a small timing error, and no fill ins. javis kept complaining bout the lousy drumset, though i couldnt hear anything horribly wrong, but guess its good to be perfectionist haha. the guitars were smooth blah, bass okay, drums too noob for javis. hahah wth man. when i introed the band, it was like "this is DAYONG, da rhythm guitarist, clarence, our bassist, javis, our drummer, and weizhe, the lead guitarist, we are doing an EMOTIONAL~ song, Blind"&lt;br /&gt;sense anything wrong?&lt;br /&gt;yeap&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT TO INTRO MYSELF. (woah, so humble)&lt;br /&gt;PWN&lt;br /&gt;PWNNED&lt;br /&gt;OWNAGE FRONTMAN.&lt;br /&gt;nvm 1st time exp, get the exp haha..&lt;br /&gt;the music from the other bands sounded oh so pro, even though asshole sean poh's band cheated by playing 2 songs instead of 1(WE COULD HAVE SHOWN OUR..GENRE TRAVERSING PRONESS BY PLAYING 5 COLOURS TOO).. so kinda doubtful about getting thru..?? but i heard that many pple camping outside the lt said we were good, so thats a good sign yeah.&lt;br /&gt;mmm even if we dun get chosen, we will continue working on our music and skills, and shall root for sam's band, should they get thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATHAPPENEDTODIGNITY. (name courtesy of javis randomness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth is the scandal about...i am kaepoh to know myself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-117049763949095249?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/117049763949095249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=117049763949095249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/117049763949095249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/117049763949095249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2007/02/switchfoot-rocks-big-time-jon.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-116316730642092147</id><published>2006-11-10T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:01:48.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO :D&lt;br /&gt;ermmmm i havent blogged in awhile? awhile. awhile.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha anyways went out with javis and the merawoodians yesterday! Got owned in bowling by hamster weizhe and jarrold in bowling =.=. we took the bus to shell station near alvron, where the rain was blasting down ,desperate to get us. we even got pelted with "bus door water" when the automated bus door opened. Finally GEN managed to catch a taxi and then javis and I were left to fend for ourselves at the shell station. LOL PUNGSEH. noob taxi cannot take an additional 120kg to its load. last resort: we chionged all the way thru the battling rain to alvron, where we entered the studio as drop soup chickens. OK LORH&lt;br /&gt;History repeated itself, and the 2 heroes from sampan band had to stone outside in the cramped corridor while weizhe's mera-band jammed inside, while gen the merawoodian financial manager occasionally joined in the corridor stoning.&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:" hey! see! if i put my head against the wall i can feel the vibration!"&lt;br /&gt;mmhm i guess weezee's band has potential cuz they seem interested in the same goals and live so close to each other, so they can practise together more often,apart from some differences between certain members &gt;.&gt;, plus weezees gna freaking buy a new freaking electric freaking guitar. so he will have 2 good, still new electrics in his hse while i haf 00000ZERO... T.T.&lt;br /&gt;jamming was kind of fun, 1st time we had an ...audience of 3 pple lol. everyone was laughing thruout the jamming. VINDICATED I CAN SING/SCREAM OK. HAHAHAHHHAHA. javis awed people wif his drumrolls, GEN sang far away until i screwed up my guitar playing. weizhe soloed boys of summer while i tried the vocals for the 1st time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO BOTH BANDS. IMPROVE FASTER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-116316730642092147?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/116316730642092147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=116316730642092147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/116316730642092147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/116316730642092147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-d-ermmmm-i-havent-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115850472854820671</id><published>2006-09-17T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:52:08.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was doing my chem ace and chatting, when all of a sudden, Dayong started a convo with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna kill you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;why????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;omg why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;why u so furious???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;KILL YOU !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;O_O????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;i kill you first la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;KILL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL???!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;KILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;-___________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;KILL YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;why kill me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;KILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL tell me why or im gonna put this convo in my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;You can ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;i can???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;REALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;OOO BABAAYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;Try me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;I'll KILL you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. says:&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man   ~         [] says:&lt;br /&gt;KILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH post and wait for results&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115850472854820671?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115850472854820671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115850472854820671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115850472854820671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115850472854820671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-doing-my-chem-ace-and-chatting.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115842285180932089</id><published>2006-09-16T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:07:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you name 13 of ur friends that u canthink of right off the top of your head.Don't read the questions underneath untilyou write the names of all 13 people.This is a lot funnier if you actuallyrandomly list the names first.No Cheating!!!&lt;br /&gt;1. Javis (HAMSTER)&lt;br /&gt;2. Reuben (Suaning machine)&lt;br /&gt;3. Dayong (LEAKY SAMPAN&lt;br /&gt;4. Weizhe (WEEZEE)&lt;br /&gt;5. Janice (JAN^2/JANJAN/JANSQUARE/JAN²)&lt;br /&gt;6. GEN ( (.)" )&lt;br /&gt;7. Terri (havent chatted with for months, but somehow the name sprung up in my mind (: )&lt;br /&gt;8. SAM (HUGGA)&lt;br /&gt;9. Wenqiang (obs warm pillow)&lt;br /&gt;10. Yihong (drama queen)&lt;br /&gt;11. Denise (GIANT)&lt;br /&gt;12. Leonard (green lantern)&lt;br /&gt;13. Kymberley (MOMO)&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 10? Through weizhe, at his pri school Keming (:&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you had never met 2? I'm gonna b a solo victim in class. 4Ders know that -_- OYEA THERES JAVIS TOO&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 6 and 10 dated? GEN AND YIHONG?!!?!?!? HAHAHA have they eva met yet? and i suppose both are straight O_O&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 3 cry? UMM.. uh.. uhhuh.. POOR EAR&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 10 is cute? hong - mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm YEA, sexy triceps too! (OMG DUN KILL ME)&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know 8? SAM- sec one classmate! Always whines and made me draw hamsters and pikachus for him in sec1. actually now too :O&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever go on a date with number 12? LEONARD?!?!?!?WDFO. yeah if its an appointment to kill sampan&lt;br /&gt;What's 7's Favorite color?Terri? ummm i dunno lol&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 6 confessed she/he loved you? GEN?! ummm dunno&lt;br /&gt;Fact about 9: Wenqiang : King of suanage, 2nd only to reuben. Shredder. Very useful if you and him are stranded under a tent in chilling, torrential rain.&lt;br /&gt;Who is 4 steading with? LOL WZ. very prone to weird scandals started by sam and wenqiang, but i dun think he's steading anyone now.&lt;br /&gt;who is number 5 to you? JAN². haha! good friend whom I chat regularly with??. I've never seen you face to face before O_O&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever live with 13? HAHAH Burly marshmellow. erm stayover? EHH&lt;br /&gt;Is 1 single? JAVIS. NONONONONONONONO DUHDUHDUH NONONONO&lt;br /&gt;Where does 7 live? erm. erm. I think around Bukit Timah? ARGHHH my STM's acting up again&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about 3? Sexy beefy voluptuous chest-blessed square-jawed hunk. GRAB HIM GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing about number 8? SAM. umm friendly and warm?&lt;br /&gt;What do you like about number 11? LOL tiny giant!(:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Memory with 13? marshmellow? Chalet with her cousins, I squeezed toothpaste on and completely covered her spectacle's lenses while she was asleep(has specs but dusnt wear specs like me), and the next morning, she squeezed toothpaste into my nose before i woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: NAME A FRIEND WHO'S NAMES STARTSWITH A "S"A: SAM&lt;br /&gt;Q: 4TH PERSON ON YOUR MISSED CALLS:A: SAM (I am pro at detecting calls la)&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT DID THE LAST TEXT MESSAGE YOU RECEIVED SAY?:A: "Huh oh i meant im not going to do any work. ah cld you call now." -jan&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?A: LOL never tried!&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU HAVE CURLY HAIR?A: They curl when long&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT IS THE NEXT CONCERT YOUREGOING TO?A: uhhh dunno&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHOS THE COOLEST PERSON IN YOURLIFE?A: DAYONG. cool fiery brows&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT WORDS DO YOU SAY A LOT?A: LOL. HAHA. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU ATE:A: Ice jelly cocktail O_o&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAID TOSOMEONE AND WHO WAS IT?A: umm forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU WATCH TV?A: random timings. not very often&lt;br /&gt;Q: HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE DONNIEDARKO?A: HARH?!?&lt;br /&gt;Q: EVER BEEN HUNTING?A: LOL hunt wad?? hunt for my lost compre paper yes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?A: UHH DUNNO&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, "ILOVEYOU" AND MEANT IT?A: Cant remember. Probably when I was alot younger.&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING RIGHT NOW?:A: mugging &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?A: LeeJun(dayong), LeeWenJun(dayong, Old ghost), "Oi"(everyone), Sexy/handsome(kena sabo one) , diKk(dayong), Sushi (GEN(:)&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?A: haha, infatuation at 1st sight yes (:&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHO'S THE YOUNGEST ONE IN THEFAMILY ?A: my sis&lt;br /&gt;Q: IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?A: YEAH. AND I HATE PILLS, CIGARETTES AND NEEDLES ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;Q: ARE YOU A HEAVY SLEEPER?A: LOL i guess so&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU CLEAN UP NICE?A: Umm sometimes. SOMETIMES.&lt;br /&gt;Q: LAST TIME YOU USED A SKATEBOARD?A: haha! I put Don's puppy on it and pushed. TENDERLY.&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHERE WAS THE LAST PLACE YOU SLEPTBESIDES YOUR HOUSE?A: CAIRNS BBBB resort?&lt;br /&gt;Q: EVER RUN OUT OF GAS ON THE ROAD?A: noo&lt;br /&gt;Q: BEST MOVIE YOU'VE SEEN IN THE PAST TWO WEEKS?A: Minority report. COOL!&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU THINK PEOPLE WHO COME UP WITH BRAIN DEAD QUIZZES ARE CRYING FOR HELP IN SOME TWISTED WAY?A: erm, then wad m I for doing brain dead quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I can mug more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115842285180932089?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115842285180932089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115842285180932089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115842285180932089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115842285180932089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/can-you-name-13-of-ur-friends-that-u.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115797896872122356</id><published>2006-09-11T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T16:31:20.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my songlist is pretty weird cause theres some of my sister's downloads too &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today? Blind by Lifehouse(O_O i hope not)&lt;br /&gt;Will you get far in life? It's my Life by Bon Jovi (LOLOLOL???)&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you? Why don't you and I, by Santana and Chad kroeger(AWWW SWEET. i hope its not a boy)&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married? Year 3000 by busted (omg gg)&lt;br /&gt;What is your best friend's theme song? I'm Sexy I'm Cute I'm Popular to Boot - Cheerleading songs(NOT MINNEEEE)(i wonder who..)&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of your life? Through the fire and flames by dragonforce(COOL)&lt;br /&gt;What was high school like? Bad day, by Daniel Powter (as aways)&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life? Chasing cars, by snow patrol (????)&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your friends? Thank God I'm not the one, by the Afters (&gt;.&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;What is today going to be like? Wherever you will go, by the Calling (huhh)&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend? Say Ooh La La - Cheerleading songs (NOT MINE NOT MINE)&lt;br /&gt;What song describes you? Travis Barker Drum Solo(Live MTV2) (HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAH WT?!??!?!)&lt;br /&gt;To describe your grandparents? Jay Chou - Qing Tian (??)&lt;br /&gt;How is your life going? O-Town - All or Nothing (huhhuhuh?? dus that mean I will either make it big or go bust or wdv)&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at your funeral? Cheerleading Mixes - Girls, Girls, Girls (Remix) Bring It On (HARHHH?! AHHHHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you? Daniel Bedingfield - If you're not the one (aww)&lt;br /&gt;Will you have a happy life? Good Charlottle - We Believe (YES THANKS)&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends really think of you? Aerosmith - I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after you? Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Cant Stop (HAHA dus this mean people cant stop lusting.. AHEM AHEM)&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy? AlterBridge - Down to my last (ummz)&lt;br /&gt;What should you do with your life? Savage Garden - Crash and Burn (&gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children? Jay Chou - An Jing (LOL i just asked you to shut up!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115797896872122356?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115797896872122356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115797896872122356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115797896872122356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115797896872122356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello_11.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115772132046225612</id><published>2006-09-08T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:41:59.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE GOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin colour: dark beige-brown&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Black, slightly brown?&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: black&lt;br /&gt;Clothes colour: white, black, green, brown&lt;br /&gt;Wardrobe colour: brown-green. with a bomberman sand-art pasted on it (HAHA CUTE LA)(dam extra too)&lt;br /&gt;Seven memorable things this/last month: 1) planetshakers concert 2)teachers day adventure 3)Dayong gets saboed by reuben 4)Birthday 5)Cairns camp! 6)reuben asking whether theres only one pic for the whole deck of cards we gave him. 7)the day my dad met Keeekian&lt;br /&gt;Six people you talked face to face this week(since thursday) : 1)Dayong 2) Weizhe 3) Reuben 4) Hamster 5) jeffrey lim 6)Ke ee kian&lt;br /&gt;Five things you bought recently 1)CHOCOLATE(kinder buenoooo) HAHAH GET JEALOUS JAN 2) hichew 3)Big breakfast 4) macdonald's coffee.., wif 5 packets of sugar in it (it still tasted bitter so i let reuben make his kaya wif it)5) new pick&lt;br /&gt;Four people you saw today: 1)mum 2)dad 3)sis 4)mirror(ARGHH YES I STAYED AT HOME)&lt;br /&gt;Three people you want to talk to now but cant:SOON. DA. YONG. (ABUNDANT usage of handphone, and ABUNDANT online time)&lt;br /&gt;Two things on your mind now: 1) when shall i eat my hichew 2)Whats gonna happen if I dun manage to finish my stupid aep comic before monday.&lt;br /&gt;2.stretch your left arm out as far as you can. caressing the monitor&lt;br /&gt;3. last thing you watched on TV? sesame street. (yes, believe it. i haf a screenshot on my handphone to show u)&lt;br /&gt;4.without looking, guess what time it is: 12.30 . actual time = 12.23. (I WIN)&lt;br /&gt;6.what can you hear with exception of the computer? teevee, aircon&lt;br /&gt;7. when did you last step outside?yesterday (im grounded)what were you doing? physics remedial .&lt;br /&gt;8. what did you look at before you started this survey?My blog to see whether jan was making empty threats&lt;br /&gt;9.What are you wearing?white tee(white shirt guy again) brown bermudas&lt;br /&gt;10. did you dream last night? Some weird abstract stuff, with fragments of a rockband jamming in a concert, my father scolding me, reuben’s a-cup girl joke, Dota&lt;br /&gt;11.When did you last laugh?msn?&lt;br /&gt;12.what is on the walls of the room you are in? wallpaper, shelf, painting of a small kid wif his dog staring at ducks in the river.&lt;br /&gt;13. seen anything weird lately?a pic of a man sticking a finger into his nostril, and his finger emerged from under his eyeball(cool!)&lt;br /&gt;14. what do you think of this quiz? yes. time consuming&lt;br /&gt;15. what is the last film you saw? american pie on the QANTAS plane. 16.becoming a multi-millionaire overnight,what would you buy? settle some debts :), mm mor food HAHA. jamming studio in my house. uh huh save too&lt;br /&gt;17. tell me something about you that i don't know. I dun have a wallet. for 3 years alrdy (:&lt;br /&gt;18.what one thing would you change about the world? Make everyone richer.. but not to the point of economical disruption... .decrease pollution&lt;br /&gt;19. do you like to dance? UMM. dance? someone teach me lol&lt;br /&gt;20. George W Bush... american? HUH??? lyk.. HUHH?? isnt he??&lt;br /&gt;21. if your first child is a girl,what do you call her?haha, mm I like hazel, gwen, calina… lol anything nice&lt;br /&gt;22. if your first child is a boy,what do you call him:LeJames Bron.&lt;br /&gt;23. have you ever considered living abroad? Nah. Not permanently&lt;br /&gt;24. what do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates? Mm welcome? I dun wanna see the pearly gates so early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHHH. WEIZHE U CHEATED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115772132046225612?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115772132046225612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115772132046225612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115772132046225612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115772132046225612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/greatness-when-i-heard-that-jan-made.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115719084837505515</id><published>2006-09-02T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T18:00:01.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. YES I survived cairns camp with NO SUNBURN MUAHAHAHAHOO. Yes I love the place so much, Mungalli falls is so beautiful and the afternoon temperature is totally sexy. If I am to build a holiday home I will pick Mungalli falls (: The only drawback is that the morning and night temperatures are killer during that one week. I can freeze with 2 sweaters and a windbreaker on, and I might just hug someone nearby jus to keep warm so WATCH OUT :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1, we did the obstacle course in mungalli falls. Orders were given that we had to split into 2 teams and build a raft each. Sadly in my team only dayong really knows the mechanics of raft building owing to his NPCC proness, therefore we were freaking laggy, and our raft was totally giamchai compared to yuguang’s team’s. HAHA our raft was named TITANIC, and the official chant for it is “ICEBERG, ICEBERG”. Then came the amazing twist of fate. The camp instructor cassie ordered the 2 teams to SWAP RAFTS. SWAP. HAHAHA we were choking in laughter as we watched the otha team drag our zibei raft which dismantled itself before reaching the water, while we bathe in the glory of strategic supremacy. *WE KNEW SOMETHING LIDDAT WAS GONNA HAPPEN. *WE HAD A HUNCH. MY HUNCH MY HUNCH MY HUNCH. Then we climbed, swung, crawled through the obstacle course built on a large green field. The field was just like a minefield to us, every 5-10 metres there will be a heap of horse shyt lying in ambush. Everyone were going “AHH WATCH OUT!” “THERE! LOOK OUT!” “STOPP!!!”, it seemed like we were maneuveuring through enemy territory in world war 3. Guess that adds to team spirit HOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day, we learnt abseiling and played the landslide. The cliff which we abseiled down from was darn slippery, and I couldn’t keep my grip on the rock sometimes. Once, I was watching someone else start to abseil, and he suddenly slipped, disappearing from the top of the cliff. Landslide was fun. 100m 50 degrees slide down to a muddy pond, with a soft board to protect our delicate hineys. We went glowworm spotting in the nightm guided by this park ranger dude. They were like pretty lil stars tucked away amongst the trees.( glowworms. Not parkrangers. ) and I saw a falling star! A REAL ONE. The night sky is fabulously beautiful la. Even dayong says he can spend one whole night lying on the grass and staring up. The following night, a rock band played songs for us, while we danced wif the aussie kids there. They are darn hyper and friendly laa, so not racist at all unlike in otha parts of Australia. The guitarist of the band is real good, hes not just a fast shredder, but his solos have this emotional feeling to them, not just fast, that’s why they sound great. AND OH MAN dayong went NUTS during the dance. I’ve never seen such a hyper sampan eva. WZ U SHOODA SEEN HIM LAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt morn, departed from mungalli sadly(mayb its just me) , and went to watch some tjapukai tribe performance, before leaving 4 our new RESORT accommodation. 1. SWIMMING POOL + JACUZZI, 2.XBOX ROOM (with one xbox and 2 controllers) 3. POOL TABLES. 4. BATH ROOM WITH 2 CUBICLES WHICH LACK.. DOORS. But no scandals pls cuz we are straight macho guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day we had white water rafting at the tully river! My favourite activity we had in cairns! Our Newzealander instructor/captain Gordon appointed Ezra and I as the “frontsmen” of the boat because we look “strong and adventurous” HAHA javis sat at the back and ended up being VICE CAPTAIN. Gordon is a one-of-a-kind instructor man, you wouldn’t imagine how he taught us. Pure and innocent peeps shoodnt read on in this paragraph (: but I HAD to write it here =X . OK so dayong was the pacer, the one who shouts “ONE, TWO, ONE, TWO” to coordinate paddling. But he somehow screws up and got owned by Gordon, who said, “We must have rhythm in paddling! Just like we need rhythm in sex! Come on, SEX! SEX! SEX!” from then on, shouts of “SEX” can be heard from raft 18 evry paddle we make.&lt;br /&gt;Whats more, guanchiang was going “HARDO GAY” whenever we meet the Japanese rafters, and Gordon enquired what hard gay is. We told him it is a popular Japanese video on YouTube, and his reply : “OHH I have been to Japan before. Japanese girls are Tasty! But Japanese Videos suk! All blurry and censored..”&lt;br /&gt;Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned home at 8pm+ on Sunday, wanted to pon school but parents didn’t let me ( SORRY JAVIS )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA MISSED ME THAT WEEK? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos (more to come) click on them to view larger version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/Picture%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mungalli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/Picture%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/Picture%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG. whoever hafta service those towers... dun drink too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/26-08-2006%20217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/26-08-2006%20217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAFT 18 WOOTS&lt;br /&gt;Front row : Ezra(right) me (left)&lt;br /&gt;middle: Dan mok(right) dayong(left)&lt;br /&gt;guanchiang(right) Jacky(left)&lt;br /&gt;back: javis(right) Gordon(obvious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/26-08-2006%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/26-08-2006%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had no idea when this was taken, but man dayong looks cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115719084837505515?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115719084837505515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115719084837505515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115719084837505515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115719084837505515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115470837306773439</id><published>2006-08-05T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:19:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Over my head - &lt;em&gt;the Fray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that everything was falling through&lt;br /&gt;That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue&lt;br /&gt;To turn and run when all I needed was the truth&lt;br /&gt;But that's how it's got to be&lt;br /&gt;It's coming down to nothing more than apathy&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather run the other way than stay and see&lt;br /&gt;The smoke and who's still standing when it clears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's rearrange&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were a stranger&lt;br /&gt;I could disengage&lt;br /&gt;Just say that we agree and then never change&lt;br /&gt;Soften a bit until we all just get along&lt;br /&gt;But that's disregard&lt;br /&gt;Find another friend and you discard&lt;br /&gt;As you lose the argument in a cable car&lt;br /&gt;Hanging above as the canyon comes between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in Over my head Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I become a part of your past&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming the part that don't last&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you and its effortless&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound we lose sight of the ground&lt;br /&gt;In the throw around&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that you wanted to bring it down&lt;br /&gt;I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in over my head&lt;br /&gt;I'm in over my head&lt;br /&gt;I'm in over...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind She's on your mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115470837306773439?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115470837306773439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115470837306773439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115470837306773439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115470837306773439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/over-my-head-fray-i-never-knew-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115453356259095976</id><published>2006-08-02T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:14:39.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha! some randomness.. SRY i am just bored X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proness of 4D: how we store our basketballs &gt;.&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/Pro.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/Pro.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ball ontop the fan was thrown by reuben. The one behind by me.&lt;br /&gt;abstract huh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLL Alvron studio's toilet sign! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/Image006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/Image006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does this remind you of a scene from the Lord Of The Rings - The Two Towers?&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/Image007.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shit somehow i cant find the screenshot for tt scene, sooo hinthint: theoden? crying? ova his dead son?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After chi test today came a funny sequence of events.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Tejin and ningfei arguing over responsibility of throwing used newspapers away&lt;br /&gt;2. Tejin SLAMs the table and hollers at ningfei, saying that he should not slack, blahblah&lt;br /&gt;3. Ningfei says the godly word "WoDeFo?"&lt;br /&gt;4. Shawn is somehow "summoned" to the area of conflict&lt;br /&gt;5. Shawn does a dance jig thing, which resembles Hard Gay's hip thrusts, but with the whole midriff swinging forward and backward, and clapping his hands wif every thrust. Motive unknown&lt;br /&gt;6. Tejin delivers a kick, bullseye on Shawn's butt. (motive....erm...."mayb he's irritated?"O.o)&lt;br /&gt;7. Shawn lags for 3 seconds&lt;br /&gt;8. Shawn in chinese :" HEY! WHAT DID I DO?! WHY U KICK ME?????!"&lt;br /&gt;9. Tejin is momentarily stunned&lt;br /&gt;10. Ziguan drags Tejin away to prevent him from using his LVL6 ULTI on shawn&lt;br /&gt;11. case closed. Random 4Ders start to do the same dance shawn performed a moment ago&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4D is amazing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115453356259095976?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115453356259095976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115453356259095976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115453356259095976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115453356259095976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-some-randomness.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115375546547769872</id><published>2006-07-24T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T23:37:45.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/frisbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ROCK AT FRISBEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha had frisbee today for pe! dayong javis leonard freaking ponned the whole thing =.=&lt;br /&gt;dammnn fun okay, got thrashed by huanzi's group lyk 8-1 or around there.&lt;br /&gt;team 1 : weizhe, me, reuben, cai te jin, hua sheng&lt;br /&gt;team 2 : huanzi, junbo, yaozhong(made, for this game, yet, screws it up), junxian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell man nobody can escape the wrath of huanzi and his tentacles. Imagine seeing him 3m away from you and you think ur safe,....... until this really long flesh whip lashes out and cuts off a pass from ur teammate =.=. omg tejin rocks. I glimpsed him sailing 2 metres through the air to intercept a frisbee. He DOES have the makings of a true worldclass athelete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH our only goal xD dammmm brilliant play which saved the last bit of our egos thanks to roob and huasheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For frisbee noobs &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/frisbee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/frisbee1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =P the dots are players. huanzi's team is red, with him being the outstanding one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA out of the blue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/frisbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/frisbee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/frisbee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/frisbee2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUASHENG SCORED! HE FREAKING SCORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/333467278.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/333467278.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH reuben and I were too lazy to troop down to the canteen for recess, so we slacked in the winter wonderland of our aircon paradise classroom. Then we became damnn hungry by 2nd recess (12pm) that we used the remaining 5 min and chionged down to the blue plate stall.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO then we were late for old ghost's lesson by 10min. onllllyy. Reuben poked his head through the door and said " laoshi wu an " and I followed suit, going back to our seats afta.           WE SURVIVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember, a few weeks back wenqiang suddenly asked me why people are drifting away from one another. Its so happening to us.. I am not really speaking much to my 6I friends who were so important..in the past. And because of things that happen, people just start to disappear from our lives. I can't let some people just slip away like that, i gotta do something. But when talking is so difficult nowadays, and technology turns around and betrays me.. what should I do man, wait for fate's hand? bleagh ya right.. =.= rawhrawh i must do something..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115375546547769872?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115375546547769872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115375546547769872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115375546547769872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115375546547769872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-rock-at-frisbee-haha-had-frisbee.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115323626645160196</id><published>2006-07-18T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T23:24:28.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha I have been thinking too much lately, offending people and stuff. sry guys man.&lt;br /&gt;lol thanks dayong for brightening up everyone's lives with his random outbursts of signature words and contagious giggling and hooting.thanks weizhe for listening, and javis for his random msn crap.&lt;br /&gt;Dayong meng advice on msn today and omg can see his otha nice and philosophical side. BTW.. I nv knew you eva had a crush on a GIRL. LOL =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We digressed MANY times in such unbelievable ways man&lt;br /&gt;halfway through talking about people and life,&lt;br /&gt;this emerged from nowhere -------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me(dayong)&lt;br /&gt;Javis the pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so(me)&lt;br /&gt;javis has a pinky winky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150mg(javis)&lt;br /&gt;dipsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;po&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;POOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;Javis the pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;teletubbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;teletubbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;haRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;LOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150mg&lt;br /&gt;ehh-ohh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150mg&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;PUPUIPUIPUIPUI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;WHOA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150mg&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;Upgraded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;Javis the murky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;Javis the murky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;Javis the murky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One power - Asha'man ~ Pirate's life for me&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150mg&lt;br /&gt;wad murky o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blighted, so&lt;br /&gt;LOL wad murky?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(murky cuz javis changed font colour to brown -_______________________-" as we both found out later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampan gang owns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to 23 by Jimmy Eat World now. Its a really beautiful song :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115323626645160196?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115323626645160196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115323626645160196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115323626645160196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115323626645160196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha-i-have-been-thinking-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115306270065800572</id><published>2006-07-16T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:11:41.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yea went for the combined drama performance on saturday! The 1st show was an amusing piece bout a bunch of overlucky boys trying to get themselves arrested. Throughout the entire night there was this ... person who randomly yelped and squeaked during the performances LOL dam cute. HAHA then the 2nd one! den acted as one of the giants LOL tugging the big hand about. and I was thinking "pringles" wheneva the giant's head popped out. pple who went will know why lorr. With yaolei's help we sorta understood the true meaning behind this abstract story, which reflects our situation now, on the problem of exploitation of the earth.. and its consequences, and our indistinct future. Yihong's play was totally surreal and fantasy like.. and really emotional. The main character's plight is understandable and easy to relate to. They acted very well duh. wz said the guy always sulks around in school, no wonder i have never noticed him once =.=". HAHA then the credits part. we screamed HUANGPEI when he came bounding out LOL and shangdianjun really looks lyk a director can. wq was making beyond godlike comments thruout the whole thing,  "the chi drama dancers all look the same to me" , and "LOORRRLL look at yihong's triceps."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I didnt notice you until wenqiang pointed you out, and I am at a total loss. I didnt wanna dao..i din know wad i was doing, but somehow i just cant find the words to say. n yea u daoed all of us back too but I dun blame you.. Staring at the back of your head.. I dunno whats my place in your heart. You were as cheerful as ever when i called to apologise and the convo ended as quickly as it started.. pls I rather you freak at me then act as if nuthin has happened, I am so confused. Sorry for being so sensitive in all the wrong ways, and really, I don't want us to end this way. I want to change for you, but i don't know where to start.. I need your help too.. I trust you that someone else's opinion cant affect our relationship, but sometimes it dawns that it was someone else's words about me that sorta spurred you on last time.I mite be wrong, but mann I am in tangles. My handphone is so biased that you are the only one in which my messages fail to leave my phone, (omg feel so betrayed), and since I cant get these words out of my throat, I hafta write them all somewhere :\  I do miss you, and that time in the mrt.. I cherish these little moments.. no matter how insignificant they might seem to others :) yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermmm pirates?(it does seem interesting leh) jam? lan? our lifes r so.. repetitive man. so&lt;br /&gt;COME ON SAMPANGANGBAND SHOW OUR STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH TTS NOT OUR BAND NAME. REALLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115306270065800572?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115306270065800572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115306270065800572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115306270065800572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115306270065800572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha-yea-went-for-combined-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-115142390229633539</id><published>2006-06-27T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:00:21.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI I SAID I WILL BE BACK AND HERE I AM BANGING AWAY ON THE KEYBOARD.&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyyy 2nd day back to school after hols xD&lt;br /&gt;1stly, our new geog teacher is so bullyable-looking, but who knows, he might be another crouching tiger hidden dragon and can suddenly expel us from class for some weird reason cause hes pissed, bringing back memories of MoCklaiKONG. He freaking made me geog rep cause pple like SAMPANDA n errr..qijian HAD to draw attention to me -__- oh well i m gonna own u all&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;warning: intellectual crap ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIMITED EDITION EXCLUSIVE PICS OF THE ELUSIVE RARE SOONDAYONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/soonda.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/soonda.0.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dayong dreaming after Old ghost's lesson, unfortunately for him, I am an accomplished legilimens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/sampanda.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/sampanda.0.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dayong the legendary streetfighter Sampankuma Ryong&lt;br /&gt;That thing in the middle is his hand, which is emitting some weird shinkuhaduken charge made from essence of dayong(no comment, i love microsoft paint cause i'm too lazy to buy photoshop)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/ERM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/ERM.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is wadz gonna happen to me if dayong looks at my post XP&lt;br /&gt;Sampan stylo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-____________-" omigosh I m shocked at myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heres a song i wrote , which mite be used as one of our potential band's 1st songs(criticisms welcome too)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;Gazing at blurred outlines&lt;br /&gt;Eyes reluctantly averting&lt;br /&gt;As I desperately searched for words&lt;br /&gt;To hide this terrific bursting&lt;br /&gt;Your sweetness melted me&lt;br /&gt;While around sober answers I slid carelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;These moments&lt;br /&gt;They seemed so fleeting&lt;br /&gt;I have waited for too long&lt;br /&gt;You always had your hand free&lt;br /&gt;You always gave me opportunity&lt;br /&gt;But all this time&lt;br /&gt;Letting you slip through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna redeem myself&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna find you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;You made me wonder&lt;br /&gt;Did our hearts pound to the same frenzied rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Walking past the city lights&lt;br /&gt;Stars never seemed this far away&lt;br /&gt;Losing myself in that smile of yours&lt;br /&gt;And I wished this stretch would last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2&lt;br /&gt;These moments&lt;br /&gt;They seemed so fleeting&lt;br /&gt;I have waited for too long&lt;br /&gt;You always had your hand free&lt;br /&gt;You always gave me opportunity&lt;br /&gt;But all this time&lt;br /&gt;Letting you slip through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna redeem myself&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna find you again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-115142390229633539?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/115142390229633539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=115142390229633539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115142390229633539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/115142390229633539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-i-said-i-will-be-back-and-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114787944403795328</id><published>2006-05-17T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:27:44.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahhaha omg i decided to blog again. HMM sing out loud.......................so far its been DAMN slack, but the prospect of being able to sing "well" after you complete this course is attractive loool. The course is usually conducted by this group of JC choir peeps but today we were all stunned by their teacher in charge's powerful singing voice. Throughout this sabb the only thing we learn is actually to use our diaphragm to sing naturally but this concept got dragged for 3 whole days with theory that we don't give a damn about and info on choirs and gospel bands all that which we totally lack interest in-.- hahah!but playing guitar at the back of the room kills time ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL and dayong got gastric flu(???) leading to his absence for 2 whole bloody days. Monday we were supposed to go try jamming at Alvron but the studio opens at 1pm and he needed to be back by 1.30 -_- so we planned to go on tues, but mister Police staff sergeant got gastric flu woot. haha as it has and been always impossible to contact dayong unless you have his treasured gem of a house number, we expected him back by wed, as jl mentioned gastric flu usually only takes 1 day to recover from. OH great so today he didn't come again and our plans were ruined. hahaha hope there weren't complications at his bottom area or something that prevented him from coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha luckily javis and I brought PE so we went to train at the track after working out at the chinup bar. I did sets of 100m dashes and OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG the 1st one was timed by javis. I GOT 11.02!!!!! OMFG thats like faster than yuanchang???!!!! but after further thinking i realised that the timing should be around 11.5 bcuz in this case javis started timing when my body made the 1st sign of movement, while in normal competitions the runner takes off only after the timer is started. HUMAN REACTION LAG TIME&lt;br /&gt;OH YES good ol' clarence agreed to lend me his electric guitar X) hes not using it cuz hes currently busy with his bass hahaha! and the amp will be passed to me on monday because he gotta use it in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;(insert band name here) up &amp;amp; coming band which plays all sorta music otha than boring old crap (once we can really play the guitar &gt;&gt; (fantasizing, beware)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drummer : Jayveeeeeez so far the most experienced member in our band&lt;br /&gt;Vocals/guitarist : (insert my crap nick here) started on guitar somewhere in march. i like emo lol &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocals/guitarist : SAMPAN SOON super enthusiastic about playing guitar in a band but doesnt have a guitar&lt;br /&gt;Guitarist(lead?)(vocals??) : weizhe so nice i din change his name for him muahah. Can play hell song solo O.o&lt;br /&gt;Shit i realised we have too many guitarists. MAYB we will FORCE(for free) people like reuben(omg) to be our bassist HAHA once we get our act going on, and can friggin play a complete song together without screwing up. oh man but things are quite bad now. We are having our 1st jam session 2moro without weizhe who is currently battling monster leeches and cute tigers alongside reuben and leonard. Dayong stubbornly refuses to learn his open chords and prefers to play blink 182 and sum41 intros. The only good part is javis who knows how to play every song that we like, and might be able to improvise his own beats on songs he has nv heard of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114787944403795328?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114787944403795328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114787944403795328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114787944403795328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114787944403795328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahhaha-omg-i-decided-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114563276965475610</id><published>2006-04-21T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:19:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg i feel dam idiotic today -_-. Usually before I sleep I will hang up my uniform and towel blah beside the shower but yesterday I was so tired I jus plain forgot, so I did it in the morning with my eyes 9/10 closed.&lt;br /&gt;Warning : this might be psychologically disturbing&lt;br /&gt;OK so I would put my male underwear so the hanger, and my mini towel in my pants pocket. 2day morning I stuffed my underwear in my pants pocket and hung the mini towel on the hanger. ARGH&lt;br /&gt;So i stepped out the shower, still sleepy,  in partial darkness, tried to put my foot through the mini towel&lt;br /&gt;-__________________________-&lt;br /&gt;and of course my foot wasn't sharp enough to impale the towel, so I lost my balance, falling back into the shower, hurting my muscular butt in the process. WHEEEEEEee SHUUUU FUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Got owned by ihc test. HAD EXTREMELY POOR time management and i expected a failure but i passed ^.^, but the marks still suck la.&lt;br /&gt;  LOL during eng test I fell asleep unwittingly in front of Mrs wong. Its tt kind of doze off where you dun even know that u were asleep, and I was dreaming of myself standing outside jeffrey lim's cubicle(??????!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh mayb cuz i miss my hp so much though its old n shitty T.T&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha so I wielded my last resort, "sour skittles" and gave them out to the peeps arnd me. I ate them until my tongue felt as if it was bleeding and reuben stuffed himself with 5 at 1 go. LOL then Mrs wong suddenly reached into my packet and koped 1 sour skittle.&lt;br /&gt;"What's this?" she said, popping it into her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, her face SCREWED UP, twisting itself into a grotesque shape. AHAHHA she was like trying to scream but couldnt open her mouth. Then the poor little skittle found itself spitted into the dustbin. EH WAD A WASTE some teachers just rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anonymous~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments in life when you miss someone so much, you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real. When the door of happiness closes, another opens. But often, we look so long at the closed door, we don't see the one which has opened for us.&lt;br /&gt;Don't go for looks, they can deceive. Don't go for wealth, it can fade away. Go for someone who makes you smile because a smile can make a dark day bright.&lt;br /&gt;Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go. Be who you want to be because you have only one chance at life and one chance to do the things you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past. You can't go forward until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;Live your life so that at the end, you're the one who is smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Don't count the years - count the memories. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) my sentiments. And I especially like the last sentence ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114563276965475610?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114563276965475610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114563276965475610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114563276965475610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114563276965475610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/04/omg-i-feel-dam-idiotic-today.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114520055084762717</id><published>2006-04-16T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:20:04.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday, went LAN-ning with benphua sam and friends. -_- supposed to crash orchard n kbox wif weizhe yihong jiali dayong but the whole thing screwed up. OK SRY next time lets plan earlier. As usual, kena own by benphua in both DOTA and CS. I suddenly feel that although lan fees were bloody cheap, 1.50 an hr, but Lan is sort of waste of money, why cant we just play online when we have time? Someone said that the atmosphere and blah is more exciting and we communicate more ... through "FUKK SHITT I DIED!!" "OIIIIII Y NV HELP MEEEE!!!" "HAHA I THRASH U ALL" blah. ok maybe... theres a sense of closeness o.O but theres still the chat function which is widely spammed in online games but neva eva touched in LAN centres.&lt;br /&gt;Crashed the arcade! Played the legendary BISHI BASHI and saw the rest get KOed by benphua 1 by 1. I wonder how on earth is he so pro. And at the candy scooper game machine, Sam smartly spent 5 bucks on 5 mentos. "ITS ALL ABOUT THE FUN!! right? haha"~sam&lt;br /&gt;I had a last minute invitation to jonnyboy's bday party! accordingly to him, he has been frantically trying to contact me on my handphone, which is currently being fondled about by JEFFREY LIM. If I dun find '50 unread messages' when he finally gives up my hp, I am gonna sue for infringement of privacy..&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh i dun like the atmosphere in his family, no offenseeee. Its like his mum is dam gao gui/higher class n blah, that I feel quite nervous whenever she speaks. We were all commanded to dinner, and though there was a gloriously sumptuous scrumptious spread, the guests did not dare reach ova the table to twack food, and I ate nutin but 1/2 a pizza and 5 slices of garlic bread which was placed infront of me. the maid was lyk circling the table refilling our glasses of water. Throughout the meal, the two "young masters" were constantly getting scolded by their mum for little things like not sitting properly or talking and chewing at the same time. There was this part where Jonathan's lil bro, daniel was asked to serve us with lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;"DANIEL! why is the lasagna so messy and ugly?!"&lt;br /&gt;"umm mum, lasagna is supposed to be messy and ugly"&lt;br /&gt;wha ok dam lame. Then jonnyboy's dad came out, and his warmth and friendlyness relieved the tension by a great deal. He was all smiles and jokes and stuff, and chatted with us about how what we think about our schools and lives , hobbies blah. I know he's a successful businessman from the luxury of his family's abode, but he exudes no sense of "higher-powerism" ,which is what makes him so easy to get along with, compared to jon's mum. I'm not trying to say anything bad about her! Its just that I think people should not make themselves so distant from others by being conscious about their status and stuff, just let go!!! Dining in jonny's house is lyk having your 1st meal with ur girlfriend's parents, u get the drift. In my case, every RI and RGS friend's house i haf been, this scenario happens somehow somewhere. Is it true that raffles peeps are all so darn high class... luckily I went to hwachong :) where every1 is so nice n warm!mayb not EVRY1. I just feel so at ease eating with people where I can heck care about playing with food and crapping while eating! HAHAHA WHEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114520055084762717?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114520055084762717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114520055084762717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114520055084762717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114520055084762717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/04/friday-went-lan-ning-with-benphua-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114468656955785239</id><published>2006-04-10T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:35:16.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO ur FAV blogger IS BACK&lt;br /&gt;Haha Napfa test was quite FUN. Unlike Nanyang which had theirs at 4pm, ours was at 8am in the morn while we were still dragging our bodies swollen from sleep around the campus. I was strangely energetic today and did my utmost best to destroy everyone's sleep by blasting I'M NOT OKAY and HELENA from the projector speakers at 6.50am. But for some reason I still dozed off during national anthem, guess theres no patriot blood left in me :)&lt;br /&gt;My last year napfa results :&lt;br /&gt;sit and reach: fail - zibei - too little numbers that its not worthy to be put here&lt;br /&gt;.......ok la..29..happy?&lt;br /&gt;sboard jump: 270m&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run:9.5&lt;br /&gt;inclined pull-ups:dunno, tyco just nice A&lt;br /&gt;sit-ups:43&lt;br /&gt;2.4: 12 point something (sux lyk hell )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year :&lt;br /&gt;2.4: 12 point something minus something (still sux lyk hell ARGGHH I NID BIGGER LUNGS)&lt;br /&gt;chin ups : 10 (WE ALL AGREED ON DIS! though Lim "imbalanced" weizhe can do 19.5 chinups)&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run: I accidentally smacked the idiot block away on my 1st try and got a crap 9.9?!! then had a retest can scored a better sounding 9.3s&lt;br /&gt;sit and reach: cheated using the cliche method of setting ur shoulders far back and got A (WHEE)&lt;br /&gt;board jump :280 (SHIT SHIT SHIT i rmb i was aiming for 300??!!! wtheckknooo)&lt;br /&gt;sit-ups: 43 reuben the arse almost got me into trouble for this. He got 36 and asked me to help him cheat the score ,so when the teacher was recording results and me being the good friendly guy, I said that he got 43(A), THEN he argued and said "NO! its 32!" dam smart la wanna do this still shortchange himself (HAHHAHAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg i feel weird all of a sudden. I am taller than weizhe and javis but when we all stretch out our arms vertically, we reach exactly the same place. I HAVE SHORT HANDS??!! OR ARE THEIR HANDS MUTANTly LONG?! &gt;.&lt; CONSORTIUM ASSEMBLY - dam friggin boring except for a speech bout peer understanding. I CAUGHT OLDGHOST SNOOZING IN ASSEMBLY ON MY PHONE CAM WOOTZ. I am gonna post it in straits times and zaobao tomorrow's headlines might just be&lt;br /&gt;"LAZY OLD BIATCH CAUGHT SNORING AWAY IN DREAMLAND DURING CONSORTIUM ASSEMBLY, TOTALLY OBLIVIOUS TO THE CHAGRIN OF THE SURROUNDING WELL-CULTURED STUDENTS LIKE LEE JUN WEN"&lt;br /&gt;i sorta got some form of retribution. Having received an sms, I went to read it and TANSC HAD TO WAKE UP. there goes my phone, my life, my source of crapping wif peeps not from hwachong T.T&lt;br /&gt;TT bitch was being idiotic when I asked her whether I could have my hp bk.&lt;br /&gt;me: laoshi can i haf my hp back? (all in chi)&lt;br /&gt;oldbitchghost: ORRHH WEN WO MEH YO YONG DE! YAO WEN WO SHANG SHI (oooo its useless asking me, u hafta ask my superior!)&lt;br /&gt;me: Na ni de shang shi is shui (whos ur superior *cuz it might be HON, KEEK or even JOSEPH SIM as all r her superiors )&lt;br /&gt;oldbitchghost : Ni SHUUO NEEE (who do u tinkk??? WAH DAM QB )&lt;br /&gt;me: shi bu shi Mrs Ke?&lt;br /&gt;oldbitchghost : Ni SHUUO NEEE (WHAT THE F)&lt;br /&gt;me: wo de shou ji xian zai zai shui de shou shang? ( who's having possesion of my hp now? )&lt;br /&gt;oldbitchghost : SHEEE MOOOO??! NI ZAI HWAZHONG SI NIAN LE HAI BU ZHI DAO SHUI SI WO DE SHANG SI??!! ( WHATTT?? AFTER 4 YEARS IN HC AND YOU STILL DUNNO WHOS MY SUPERIOR??!) ( GO N DIE LA &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;me: mutters* which one...shit u la&lt;br /&gt;oldbitchghost : HUI2 QU4 SHANG4 KE4!!!&lt;br /&gt;end of intellectual convo&lt;br /&gt;I wanna report her man...so much&lt;br /&gt;PS : The "SUPERIOR" turned out to be JEFFREY LIM??!!!!!!!!!!!!! "SUPERIOR" ?!!!!!!!!!! OKAY LOR I DUN UNDERSTAND U CUZ UR AN ALIEN FROM ANOTHER PLANET&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114468656955785239?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114468656955785239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114468656955785239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114468656955785239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114468656955785239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/04/yo-ur-fav-blogger-is-back-haha-napfa.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114373618039187071</id><published>2006-03-30T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T23:02:32.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh grazed my knee while chionging up the slope with wz and javis 2day &gt;.&lt; Wz was going on bout how the wound looked darn cute until the blood started oozing out. I still remember during kayaking in OBS, I got cut by some street hooligan vandal barnacles, who scratched "Fu*K" on my calf. hahah the barnacles dam cool la. And this retard fish hijacked our kayak while wq n I were dragging it into the deeper water. Just burst out of nowhere, smacked into my seat and started gasping for breath. dam smart lol, and our parents make us eat fish to supposedly get smarter. (i m sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O oops going outta point X)&lt;br /&gt;The wound did not hurt at all, until the teacher sprayed antiseptic on it, after which there was a 1 sec stunned silence, then I started having fits of pain. =.= but its alright la, the medicine hurt more than the wound actually. Before that we slackily jogged to Kap, lost a few calories, ate, gained 10 times amount of calories, happily took bus bk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this song by Bon Jovi. The lyrics are darn meaningful and the tune is quite cool too haha JBJ's voice is so unique. Sort of motivates me to pia sec4 too, though the song makes it look over-serious. argh i dunno what i m talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everyday"&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the kind of guy&lt;br /&gt;Who'd never let you look inside&lt;br /&gt;I'd smile when I was crying&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing but a life to lose&lt;br /&gt;Thought I had a lot to proof&lt;br /&gt;In my life, there's no denying&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to all my yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, so long, I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of cryin' Bleedin', sweatin', dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Gonna live my life everyday&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna touch the sky And&lt;br /&gt;I spread these wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;I ain't here to play ,I'm gonna live my life everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change, everybody's feeling strange&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna be the same&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wonder how the world keeps turning&lt;br /&gt;Life, learning how to live my life&lt;br /&gt;Learning how to pick my fights&lt;br /&gt;Take my shots while I'm still burning&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to all those rainy nights ,Goodbye, so long, I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of cryin' bleedin', sweatin', dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Gonna live my life everyday&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna touch the sky And&lt;br /&gt;I spread these wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;I ain't here to play ,I'm gonna live my life everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit the gas, take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;I've just made myself a deal&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nothing gonna get in my way Everyday&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, so long, I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of cryin' bleedin', sweatin', dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Gonna live my life everyday&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I spread these wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;I ain't here to play&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live my life everyday&lt;br /&gt;I, oh I, oh I, I'm gonna live my life everydayI (gonna touch the sky), oh I (spread these wings and fly), oh II'm gonna live my life everyday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114373618039187071?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114373618039187071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114373618039187071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114373618039187071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114373618039187071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/03/argh-grazed-my-knee-while-chionging-up.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114329929489766087</id><published>2006-03-25T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:08:15.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/hon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/hon1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eh crap no1 wants to do my nohari. Either its too extreme or I am sucha nice guy lol.(haha&lt;br /&gt;Went downstairs to play basketball 2dae afternoon. The court was initially empty so I shot hoops by myself until 2 little 8 yr old kiddies entered the place.&lt;br /&gt;Never would I have foreseen that a pri1 boyboy would violate MY MODESTY&lt;br /&gt;lol so I was playing my myself, and he came over and challenged me to 1 on 1.(wth???8 yr old versus 16 yr old???aiyaa i m only double his age mah). I gracefully and humbly accepted, and THEN everytime I shoot a jumpshot, tt evilchild would reach over and SMACK my butt, then i will freak and miss. wad the hell la he' s ''a higher level of paedophilic" . N I din know my booty appeals to 8 yr olds either.&lt;br /&gt;also hes dam gutsy man. Other than challenging me to bball, while I was training sprints he bounded over and "HEY I FIGHT YOU! I SURE RUN FASTER THAN YOU ONE".                 LOL DAM CUTE&lt;br /&gt;and so my butt suffered yet again when he slapped it while on the way of retrieving a runaway soccerball.&lt;br /&gt;YES my virginity is still intact, so dun worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yh mentioned out of nowhere tt she wanna hear me sing, cuz she has a feeling tt I can sing very well. hahah thx i m flattered but I will KRACK while singing high notes -.- can sum1 teach me how 2 sing high?Is there any way to train my vocal range? man I gonna be a joke the nxt time we go kbox wif the othas.&lt;br /&gt;IF wz's posts are shallow, den wad r mine? they r darn random&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114329929489766087?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114329929489766087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114329929489766087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114329929489766087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114329929489766087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/03/eh-crap-no1-wants-to-do-my-nohari.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114304428309295098</id><published>2006-03-22T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T00:18:03.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NOHARI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niao me to your heart's content&lt;br /&gt;So I can find a way to change&lt;br /&gt;soonda would be spoilt for choice&lt;br /&gt;the moment this window materialises before his eyes&lt;br /&gt;alas! his com mouse will feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;his finger will bear no restrain&lt;br /&gt;But after banging down the submit button&lt;br /&gt;His face gleaming with evil and tyranny laden&lt;br /&gt;out POPS tat COOL text alert&lt;br /&gt;"please select no more than 6 words!!!"&lt;br /&gt;screaming in shock and disbelief,&lt;br /&gt;sampan soon sprung a big leak&lt;br /&gt;and capsized in the deep azure sea.&lt;br /&gt; :) :) :) :) :( :\ :O :D :-x :-D :-P :-b =.=" -_- &gt;.&lt; ^.^    (.")   (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        (')(')&lt;br /&gt;                                       (';  '  )&lt;br /&gt;                                    o(_" ")    this is supposed to be somebunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol this is so random. here it is &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?name=leejunwen"&gt;http://kevan.org/nohari?name=leejunwen&lt;/a&gt; hahaa jus put anything u tink of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114304428309295098?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114304428309295098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114304428309295098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114304428309295098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114304428309295098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/03/nohari.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114295289033665550</id><published>2006-03-21T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:54:50.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol this johari thing passes on quite quickly :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Leejunwen"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Leejunwen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=Leejunwen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha jus put wat u tink of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114295289033665550?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114295289033665550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114295289033665550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114295289033665550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114295289033665550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/03/lol-this-johari-thing-passes-on-quite_21.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114286244037381090</id><published>2006-03-20T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T21:47:23.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aiyaa wanted to write bout the outing with yihong weizhe jiali n denise on sat, but mind jus went sorta blank afta reading otha's version of events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Trivia: dayong's mum who initially was adamant bout not letting him go cuz he din do any ace, popped into his room an hour later(and too late) and happily asked ''oi later what movie u watching?". O.O eeeekk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1ST DAY OF TERM usually would suck big time, with the late work, and spamming of hw by disgruntled teachers. BUT 2DAY WAS EXCEPTIONAL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cheryl wong's period was dam stupid man. BOOK CIRCLE. my group : weizhe, javis, dayong, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;huanzi and kenny were our assessors, or markers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I totally like 4got about it. omg weizhe and dayong came armed and ready and gave darn long speeches. weizhe's at least was logical, dayong's was dam grassy but full of content. I din do anything, so I gave a pro skit bout a handicapped Morrie who needed help to wipe his butt.(omg some1 is so initiative) Then unintentionally, I slipped off the slippery chair, so I pretended I fell off the wheelchair or sumthing while desperately clinging onto my dimming hope of moving independently again. LOL i tink i can join drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;KIDDING LA AS IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;TANSC forgot bout the 3 compos she made us do during the hols. wth la the hw tt i din do she want, the hw tt i did she 4get to collect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tt biatch scared us to death when she stepped into class 1st day of term, then went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"FEN1 KAI1 ZHUO1 YI3!!!!!!" (separate tables and chairs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"WO MEN YAO CHE YAN!!!!!!!" (we r gonna have a test)    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sry la she speaks darn loudly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH???!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then in the end she jus gave us a puny little 10Q cloze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;..freaked out 4 nutin -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gettin A1 for history doesnt mean ''happy life''. Chansh was lyk trying to single out pple to do her crap history file, and couldnt decide, so she asked " WHO SCORED WELL 4 LAST TERM'S TEST?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;as my a1 was revolutionary, every1 went "JUNWEN JUNWEN JUNWEN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;....so now I haf another mission to do... "the kind of mission where you get a medal, but the medal is delivered to your relatives"(pearl harbour) u get the hint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChanSH went on " IF I FIND ANY PIECE OF WORKSHEET OR CONTENT PAGE MISSING I WILL CALL AND SCREAM IN UR PARENTS' EARS "&lt;br /&gt;then she continued with a malicious grin:" you will be in danger, but will not be harmed directly, instead, you will be put in constant fear of what might befall you"&lt;br /&gt;siao la (idiot dayong idiot javis idiot leonard idiot ribbon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;weee even Aep was slack. TanSY went for some meeting, and we jus crapped about games and movies n stuff. omg halfway through the otha aep students went college section and bought jap rice+ teriyaki chicken, then carried it all the way back to class and enjoyO_O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I shood start piaing this term..must get below 3 to neutralise my 3.1 msg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114286244037381090?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114286244037381090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114286244037381090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114286244037381090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114286244037381090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/03/aiyaa-wanted-to-write-bout-outing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114217560389541674</id><published>2006-03-12T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:00:03.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;st nick's funfairr &gt;&gt;&gt; HOT (literally) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was blazing hot, and I stupidly wore a BLACK t-shirt there. If I had chosen jeans instead of bermudas I would be charred dead by now. Went there with huanzi and got tix from vivian. We sort of bumped into Yinghao and Clarence later on. RUO EN'S STALL'S CHIN CHOW SAVED ME FROM HEAT STROKE, but everytime we walked past the stall, a diff person would treat the whole group to another cup of chin chow, so i ended up drinking 5 big cups of chin chow, 1 bottle of waterchestnut,1 bottle of mineral water,1 cup of iced coffee, and an orange cocktail in 2 1/2 hrs which is totally not normal at all.&lt;br /&gt;LOL the pri skool kids r so darn cute la, manning the game stalls and everything. Some were walking around advertising their products. We were so ''cute overloaded'' that we actually bought a 4cm by 4cm by 4cm piece of aga-aga for 2 bucks from this cute lil girlgirl -_-" oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;PLAYED GLADIATOR AGAINST DONALD. its that game where 2 pple stand on raised platforms trying to bash each otha off using soft pole clubs. I WAS ACTUALLY OWNING THE GAME, BUT DONALD HAD TO JUMP ONTO MY PLATFORM AND KAMIKAZE ME EVERYTIME HE LOSES HIS BALANCE. damm funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THERE WAS "DUNKING", where balls were thrown at a target, and if they hit, a platform supporting a person ova a large pool of water would collapse and the person would go ''SPLASH".&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WAD ST NICK'S PRINCIPAL TOOK PART. LMAO when have u eva seen ur principal in bikini( i wont wanna take a single look at Honcw in a 1 piece ) it took FOUR BALLS THROWN AT FULL STRENGTH FROM LESS THAN 2 METRES AWAY TO DUNK HER. the splash was awesome man, but if it was honcw, the pool would be emptied of water and the onlookers would be thoroughly soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARN TIRED, but still went to play lan with junhong n gang. owned 2 games and lost 1. I m gettin sick of dota lyk wz -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa went internet to search 4 and learn breakdance moves. Sort of lost hope when I saw the   '' "simple" tutorial'' videos. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Learning 5 colours in her hair on guitar. I realise I can't even play a single full song on guitar yet, though I know quite alot of intros for someone as noob as me. SHIT I LOST MY LAST PICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114217560389541674?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114217560389541674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114217560389541674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114217560389541674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114217560389541674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hot-literally-sun-was-blazing-hot-and.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114200641341396885</id><published>2006-03-10T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T00:00:13.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHALL WE DANCE IS SO COOL.&lt;br /&gt;MY CREW : Yu xuan,hong hao, YAPJJ,ermmm...(sry i cant rmb some names cause I am hopeless in malay), Hilary, Si Qiao, Yi kai, ME.&lt;br /&gt;WE JUST ROCK&lt;br /&gt;though we didnt win the MONSTER bag of crackers from vivien sim, but breaking infront of an audience was really a great experience. Though i screwed up my vertical freeze, and only managed to sustain for 4 secs, overall the dance was good la hahah :P u guys n gals rok.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing has really improved my confidence. Last time I did not even dare to talk to strangers, but now I can even act retarded and make people laugh.(by doing the krumping dance thing)&lt;br /&gt;Vivien sim said that we were all ''glowing'' while we were dancing, we were actually happy to dance blah, but I was actually laughing at myself.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the pple, There was this sec2 girl , si qiao. I have nv eva heard her speak until the last day while we were walking to the ep3 block, when I could not bear it any longer and burst into a convo. Even when Vivien sim asked for her thoughts about the course, she just shook her head and smiled. Whenever I catch sight of her, she would either be stoning somewhere or huddling at a corner with 1 friend making conversation. It reminds me of myself last time... I was so shy to the point of being dao to evry1 except my best friends. But isnt it better now, that I can muster up courage to talk to people. I have alot of frens all of a sudden, and I enjoy it :) so siqiao may be that she dus not like being with alot of people or sumthing, but YO speak out mor!! People would have a great impression of someone if they are fun and outgoing!(mayb I am not tt fun?i dunno, but i try:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114200641341396885?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114200641341396885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114200641341396885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114200641341396885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114200641341396885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/03/shall-we-dance-is-so-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114148631363088869</id><published>2006-03-04T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:31:53.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aphelion nite was crap. Or should we say the audience was crap. People do not know how to respect performers onstage..this fact was magnified during the dam zai piano performance by this sec3 dude. The people behind us were all chattering like monkeys, chortling with laughter(???), totally muffling and ruining the performance, which would otherwise be fabulouss -_-. And S was bursting balloons between his thighs, laughing out loud, then kope another balloon and doing it again, our heads were 5 cm from them. Doesn't he mind about losing his own manhood.&lt;br /&gt;  LOL chionged up to stage during sec 4 performances and waved around like idiots. I wanted to be xtra and tried to drag dayong to the front and do a ball dance during "dayong sampan", but he was physically adamant about doing the same old boring wavy crap. 4D's performance wasnt tt bad afta all. ning fei sang and played "dayong sampan" on his guitar, much to the displeasure of dayong. Then songbo and weicheng did a great job singing this JJ lin song. Leonard jumbo and jiawei were great too ^.^&lt;br /&gt;  After aphelion nite FOOKAM as routine, ascended the stage , dismissed the girls , then started shouting at the boys about throwing light sticks around and littering the place. Haa at kk hall was playing guitar in the dark with rooben wq &amp; nf after lights off when FOOKAM stormed in again and        YELLLED " WHY ARE UALL STILL AWAKE HAH?! PEOPLE ARE SLEEPING(i emphasize this point) U PEOPLE ARE DISTURBING THEM(wad boutcha) SO SELFISH! "(yea...)&lt;br /&gt;woots DO I SMELL IRONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Nxt day, I was to lazy to change back to school u, so ponned flag raising wif wz and slept in class. TanSC came in -- saw us--- lagged 5 secs, then screamed for an explanation. She then made us stand in front of the class and await our fate. But after settling some absentee matters, she ordered the class to do spring cleaning, totalling forgetting about our long-anticipated punishment. lao ren chi dai zhen,                       though i dun exactly feel sad bout tt &lt;br /&gt;  Rollerskating was FUN. I din know I could rollerskate until I tried. So PEOPLE U SHOOD ALWAYS START ON NEW STUFF CUZ VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;And oh man...wz dislocated his leg tripping ova some curb thing. Pple like benedict were spreading rumours tt weizhe had tried a crazy 360 jump thus the fall. Lamers la.&lt;br /&gt;usually I would just lyk show concern for an injured person only...but wz is not just a friend, hes also my competitor in terms of physical ability, whether he knows it or not. When he dislocated his leg, I was like fearing whether he would still be able to run his beloved marathons. Whether he could still crap with leon, javis dayong and I in the weightsroom and chinup area. I am sure people have rivals in their cca or wadeva, and they so want to surpass their rivals and get all the glory and acceptance from peers. But when you DO get the glory because ur rival has become a handicapped person and cannot &lt;em&gt;do his thing &lt;/em&gt;anymore, unless your a total retard git, you wont feel the happiness you would get if you achieved your goal urself. wz's not a rival la, but the case is similar if you can see it. SO GET WELL SOON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114148631363088869?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114148631363088869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114148631363088869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114148631363088869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114148631363088869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/03/aphelion-nite-was-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114114002439873728</id><published>2006-02-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T23:20:26.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/untitled2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shiwei, minyang, Tingwei, me.&lt;br /&gt;F4 of Hwachong patriotism.(standing in front of TKK statue)&lt;br /&gt;Future HOGC rockband.&lt;br /&gt;(sry la wind very strong so cant open eyes)&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW A DOUBLE RAINBOW. Imagine a beautiful rainbow slicing across an azure blue sky. Imagine a second rainbow emerging from the highest part of the 1st rainbow, in the same direction but at a different angle. Thats it! Its just like a miracle... I love rainbows somehow, the rare streak of colours is just so alluring to me :) I stoned there for like ages marvelling at the beautiful sky.&lt;br /&gt;Some might say "Why spoil this with science and physics study?ALL DA REFRACTION REFLECTION STUFF SO BORING"&lt;br /&gt;I think otherwise.sunlight spread out into its spectrum of colors and diverted to the eye of the observer by water droplets suspended in the air.                                                                                &lt;br /&gt; The "bow'' tells of a group of nearly circular arcs of color all having a common center.(extract)&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why, its much more interesting than just learning the light chapter in our textbooks. : X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa i wonder what it would be like to be floating in the air, standing right in the path of a rainbow. Would your world be engulfed in a multitude of colours?THATS IF THE AREA OF THE COMPLETE CROSS SECTION(??) OF THE LIGHT RAYS ARE FATTER THAN I AM, which i highly deem possible.Now, all these science stuff we learn about rainbows...totally eliminates my imagination. What happened to "At the end of a rainbow is a pot of gold?" and a childhood desire to ASCEND and SLIDE DOWN  a rainbow? collecting rainbow dust on my way down! lol(screaming WHHEEEEEEE!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science kills imagination?????                    i am being childish???(like i care)&lt;br /&gt;....life is so complicated :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(once again, I am writing on impulse, and i do not bother to change any content which might be offensive to any cult/religion/geek thing or modify it so that it would suit other's tastes) sry ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114114002439873728?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114114002439873728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114114002439873728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114114002439873728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114114002439873728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/shiwei-minyang-tingwei-me.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114104620149485075</id><published>2006-02-27T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T21:18:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GEOGRAPHY TEST SUCKED TO THE CORE. IT WAS EASY. AND THERE WAS TOO LITTLE TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;S-U-N-I-T-A (to avoid getting discovered when she searches her own name in google)CHEATED US OF 5 MIN FROM THE TEST DURATION. JUST CAUSE HER WAISTLENGTH SERIOUSLY HINDERS HER REFLEXES DOES NOT MEAN SHE CAN BE LATE 5 MIN AND STILL DEPRIVE US OF 3 MIN MORE TO COMPLETE THE TEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe I am overreacting.From my entries one might infer that I hate teachers alot.&lt;br /&gt;But that is not entirely the case, as u can see i have just spent a few secs typing down these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What nobler employment, or more valuable to the state,than that of the man who instructs the rising generation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Marcus Tullius Cicero&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus we can infer that without teachers, society would collapse into oblivion, no matter how emotionally-disturbed some of these teachers are. So, teaching is a... good thing and I support teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Jacques Barzun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we shoodnt give old ghost attitude. Though like I care.I just want my marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the above rantings are genuine figments of my imagination aka what went on in my mind immediately afta the geog test (except the quotes).&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;People who know me would be rolling on floor laughing their asses off, when they hear the sabbatical I have joined is&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;drumrollllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHALL WE DANCE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice la.We were the latest in school to pick our sabbs as our accs got banned for playing DOTA in the com lab and stupidly alt-tabing when the techie raids the room instead of just kicking out the plug. Steven Soo offered only peer mediation ,dance, and some art courses to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;ITS GOOD TO LEARN A NEW SKILL.&lt;br /&gt;And recently i heard that we would be doing hip-hop and breakdance in the sabb&lt;br /&gt;O o O o O o O o O o O o O o O COOOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I have been crapping meaningless rubbish here. cant blame me, i was eating Nestle CRUNCH ice cream while i was posting ,accidentally got a brain freeze halfway,and still determinedly persistently completed this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning the Hell Song by Sum 41. Its a freaking lively piece and as yh said , the lyrics are meaningful. From my lousy inferential skills, I get that the song is about obstacles people face in life and how difficult it is to overcome them, we hate the pressure people put on us, we are doing our best already... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it reflects our teen lives now? hahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;correct me if i am wrong :) (i think i m wrong)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114104620149485075?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114104620149485075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114104620149485075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114104620149485075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114104620149485075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/geography-test-sucked-to-core.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114085940684858477</id><published>2006-02-25T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T21:23:07.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trudged to school today, and as routine, fell asleep on my desk(ask my classmates) planning to wake up just in time for flag raising. Old ghost Tansc(dubbed by nf) had to infiltrate 4D n spoil my beauty nap.&lt;br /&gt;Shrieks in chinese : JUNWEN!&lt;br /&gt;*opens my eyes wearily&lt;br /&gt;"BU YAO SHUI LIAO! GO AND DAO LA JI( empty class dustbin ) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...like wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine...&lt;br /&gt;I accomplished my mission, came back and plonked back into dreamland&lt;br /&gt;old ghost: JUNWEN! BU YAO SHUI! GO AND TIE UP AND THROW AWAY THE STACKS OF NEWSPAPERS!&lt;br /&gt;muttered si lao tai po under my breath&lt;br /&gt;when i returned, every1 had left for flag raising, and i still felt lyk sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I admit I betrayed the country by dozing off during national anthem and pledge. I CAN SLEEP STANDING UP COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st lesson: CHI COMPO&lt;br /&gt;Didnt bring my chi dic together with a big bunch of people including yaolei , sampan,reuben and even a few PRCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hereby the commencement of the dictionary adventure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tansc ordered us to borrow dictionaries from 4C, but for some reason nobody had, so yaolei suggested going to the library.&lt;br /&gt;Up at the reference section, found a shelf of chi dics and browsed through it.&lt;br /&gt;I chose "A GREAT CHINESE DICTIONARY"so great, it is about the same size as your CPU.&lt;br /&gt;went down and discovered that the librarian would only come at 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;TANSC said she would collect the papers back at 9.20 no matter how we protest, so we decided to stone in the library and return to class at 8.30, n maybe when we returned late, she would extend the time limit to maybe..after school.&lt;br /&gt;very stupidly, we forced sampan to return to class and ask Old ghost whether we could stay in the library n write our compos. Sampan did not return for a long time. We feared that we had unwittingly sent our dear friend into the mouth of the tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we finally breathed a sigh of relief when we saw him strolling back to the library. According to sampan, Old ghost was furious, and demanded us to go borrow from 4A classroom which was in the towerblock.&lt;br /&gt;The 4Aers dispensed chi dicks lyk a chi dick dispensing machine.&lt;br /&gt;stocked, we made our way down the staircase when Old ghost materialised at the bottom&lt;br /&gt;it seemed that she had forgotten all about the order she gave us.&lt;br /&gt;"NI MEN ZAI GAN SHE MO!"&lt;br /&gt;"jie hua wen zhi dian"&lt;br /&gt;"............"&lt;br /&gt;"..........?"&lt;br /&gt;"HAI BU KUAI DIAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was standing behind sampan n old ghost couldnt see my dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;"NI HAI KONG SHOU ER HUI"&lt;br /&gt;*shows her my dictionary&lt;br /&gt;"...................."&lt;br /&gt;"KUAI DIAN HUI BAN" (FASTER RETURN TO CLASS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evry1 was laughing at us and asking where we went when we returned to class. OLD Ghost did not extend the time limit, to our dismay.&lt;br /&gt;stupid evil censored censored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school filmed the hwachong feature thingy again cuz the previous 1 was too shaky&lt;br /&gt;this time wz was the cameraman. I hope he wasnt too jittery as I din bother to look at the recording.&lt;br /&gt;Did LONG STRENOUS PHYSICAL workout in my school uniform, together wif wz and leonard.&lt;br /&gt;I broke my bench press record, dip record and resisted leg raise record, though there werent any more weights to add.&lt;br /&gt;Wz broke his chinup record.&lt;br /&gt;i was lyk'19 chinups.................wtf'&lt;br /&gt;then i heard tis canoeing dude who looked lyk a mugger could do 39.&lt;br /&gt;felt extremely zibei, but i only need to do 8 to get an A! yayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/ham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="277" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/ham.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some1 said this photo could bring world peace. n i like world peace, so here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114085940684858477?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114085940684858477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114085940684858477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114085940684858477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114085940684858477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/trudged-to-school-today-and-as-routine.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114045069201619638</id><published>2006-02-20T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T00:03:57.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The 1st sight that greeted my eyes when I stepped into the classroom was small masses of people huddling in teams piaing amaths. Like that would help lor. I confirm fail this 1.&lt;br /&gt;Before flag raising Joseph Sim called me out and nicely threatened me to cut my hair. My hair was in front of my eyes and the back of my neck already, and he said that I would suffer a worse fate if the notorious jeffreylim caught me instead. I thought he was being a nice guy until he asked me when I wanted to cut my hair. I saw this as him giving me a choice and making a promise on it or something, so I said I would cut tomorrow, when there was no afternoon lessons and stuff. WHO KNOWS he then increased his tone and forced me to cut by tomorrow and would shave me bald if I do not comply. so much for ''when i wanted to cut my hair'' Weizhe also got owned for spiking hair, though 70% of hci students have spiked hair.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH mugged formulaes for nothing. They were all printed on the test paper -_- and I drove myself to numerous dead-ends during the test. Mr. R.C who sits next to me dam funny. He spent 1/2 hr before maths lesson cheating by typing all the formulaes into his graphic cal for viewing pleasure in the test. And now OoiTL destroys all his ''effort''&lt;br /&gt;Didn't eat all day cuz I was too busy enjoying aircon in classroom to bother going down to the canteen, and starved until 1.30, where I was desperately hoping for salvation in food. At this moment I was informed by minyang that shiwei wanted to see me urgently immediately at the clocktower. Turned out that we had to film this School feature for our church. The EPIC could be summarised as a HWACHONG SCHOOL TRACK 2006 edition of the PAO3 BA4 HAI2 ZHI3 climax scene. I am sure I looked super retarded, and the cameraman was so jellylike.&lt;br /&gt;After ordering food at the western food stall with Javis, we realised that there were insufficient forks at that stall, so Javis attempted to kope from the noodle stall.&lt;br /&gt;Javis sneakily takes the forks&lt;br /&gt;uncle : WHHOOAAAII! CANNOT TAKE FORK FROM HERE!&lt;br /&gt;             HOW CAN YOU!! *bangs fork on table. CLANG CLANG THIS IS OUR STUFF!!&lt;br /&gt;             TAKE YER FORK FROM THAT STALL LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;javis returns forks with a seriously fake depressed expression&lt;br /&gt;*peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow that sure was harsh. But not the end of it. While I was returning my plate. I bumped into the same uncle, who launched into an explanation of how food courts are different from canteens, canteen vendors take care of their own utensils blah blah.                                         &lt;br /&gt;I was lyk............orh orh orh orh orh orh okay orh orh orh okay orh orh orh orh orh&lt;br /&gt;WHY ME LA I DIN TAKE RITE&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(okay fine i would have done the same too if I was closer to the foreign forks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did pull-ups after lunch with the hanging fear of my intestines overstraining due to pressure (yaolei and his big mouth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blog song, its now Fall baby fall by Ryan Cabrera. It sounds very emo and I also like the tune. Should go learn the vocals and guitar for this song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114045069201619638?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114045069201619638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114045069201619638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114045069201619638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114045069201619638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/1st-sight-that-greeted-my-eyes-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-114019188602949195</id><published>2006-02-17T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:10:11.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After x-country, weizhe javis n I went to watch stockholm syndrome jam at the Alvron. The place was freaking small, but the equipment were all in place. Only thing i can say is I WANNA LEARN GUITARRR!! AND THX WZ FOR THAT'COMPLIMENT'' about my singing :\ &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reuben was hilarious in chem lesson today, kena owned by the ever pmsing Seckbc. When Seck ordered Reuben to name all the apparatus used in the experiment, he picked up a pipette filler, showed it to the entire class, and said ''this rubber ball thing''.Seck was like SO IMPRESSED by his intellectual answer.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT 16/20 FOR IHC! now my mean grade is between a1 and a2, but I am quite sure amaths and physics will drag me down...&lt;br /&gt;Went weights room and trained until muscles started aching. Leonard was spamming his fury on the chin-up machine, I guess he wanna improve from 2 to 20 chinups in 2 months. gd luck to him man. Both my thighs C~R~A~M~P~E~D the moment i stepped out of the weightsroom, now I know how Terry Fox felt, though I was temporary more disabled than he was for 10minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Ok gtg now, I am gonna learn Wherever You Will Go by The Calling on guitar. Emotional-rock is a nice change from punk;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-114019188602949195?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/114019188602949195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=114019188602949195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114019188602949195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/114019188602949195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-x-country-weizhe-javis-n-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113992415337402875</id><published>2006-02-14T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:58:48.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah Crap. Today after school walked right past Yi Hong and her frens without noticing her. HEY ITS NOT DAO OK. sry la I was trying to brainwash myself of all the crap i learnt from mugging Calvin and Hobbes in the library. And after an exhausting school day i usually very slow 1 lol. So she shouted out my name and i xia dao. Haa I so surprised lah dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS THE VERY 1ST TIME I UN-RELUCTANTLY HANDED IN AN IHC TEST WITH A SMILEY FACE. &lt;/strong&gt;though might not get a1 but still better than last year where the opposite scenario always takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lotsa applause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stalked by a puppy on my way home.screw it la hp no batt cannot take photos&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE LA. Its like at 1st I saw its head only looking at me infront, then after I daoed it and strolled past, it started after me and awhile later I decided to take a closer look at it. ALL OF A SUDDEN it CHIONGED TOWARDS ME. I KENA SHOCK and almost fell over, then I CHIONG AWAY. I looked back and saw the puppy/dog/wadeva bounding away in a diff direction yelping "in delight"&lt;br /&gt;wth la I think it was trying to play me or something. Nxt time if i eva see it again I will feed it leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/doggy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/doggy.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH UALL A HaPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The dog/puppy/wadeva. I thought it was an over-hairy cat at 1st due to the size , shape and ears, until it barked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113992415337402875?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113992415337402875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113992415337402875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113992415337402875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113992415337402875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/wah-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113958906129944847</id><published>2006-02-10T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T18:13:44.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since sec 1, I have noticed this particular guy who frequently appears at the nygh bus stop. Most hciers and maybe nanyang gals might know him, he is bespectacled(with a spec band), blubber-rich, double chin, neckless,side parting, wears formal business attire(shirt and pants) ,carries a briefcase around. Enough with the physical appearance -_- what really creeps me out is that he stares straight at you wif this creepy gleam in his eyes(maybe its the spectacles) , and wields a smile that freezes your fats stiff with discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a drawing of him in paint:(i know it sucks) &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/fatsobombay.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I seriously wonder what on earth is wrong with him, some of my schoolmates labelled him the Bus-stop Pervert. Imagine this scenario: you are waiting for the bus outside nygh, Pervert turns and stares straight at you for long period of time, grinning sheepishly. After a long wait, your bus comes, then u realise he also boarded the same bus. He sits with his head turned, still lookin at you, with intervals (i guess he had to rest his neck(if he had an observable one)).&lt;br /&gt;If your the self-conscious sort, he will make you feel insecure for the whole journey back. I have had several encounters with him from sec1 to now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If he really is a mentally-affected pervert who obtains pleasure by causing discomfort to others through constant staring, then....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then.............&lt;br /&gt;.....................&lt;br /&gt;like what can I do, maybe tell him the truth(about the discomfort part)?If he's just trying to be friendly, why can't he just come over can start a light convo about what he wants to know...&lt;br /&gt;my friend thinks he is Big Time COOL. HELPPP MEEEE &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113958906129944847?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113958906129944847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113958906129944847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113958906129944847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113958906129944847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/since-sec-1-i-have-noticed-this.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113915279249688805</id><published>2006-02-05T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T23:32:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS A NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;I should start setting goals and making up false-hope resolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS YEAR, I WILL&lt;br /&gt;1. QUIT AEP NEXT YEAR &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sounds weird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. MSG &lt;= 2.5 (average of a2 to b3 for all subjects) MATHS MUST GET A1 3. Learn my GUITAR. Then form a band with Soonda, Javis and weizhe( hopeful huan xiang ) 4. Try my very best, to resist the urge, the overwheming temptation, to torture Hamster in class. 5. Repay the 4 bucks I owe Javis. 6. Brainstorm for intellectual, constructive crap to piss off students and impress teachers 7.SLAMDUNK in the official height rim.(at least with a ping pong ball). I wanted this cause dunking in the pri school rim feels sensational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Napfa... this years gonna suck, now I hafta do chinups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit and reach A.(i forgot the actual number) I got 30+ last year, which was a pathetic C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle run 9.0. I got 9.5 last year and I have a feeling I will deprove this time round, since training is so slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing Board jump 300+cm. I got 270++ last year. I know I can do it. Some dudes from "neighbourhood school"(no offense) can jump 300 too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sit-ups. Get just enough for A. Its gonna promote indigestion in me. i accomplished this last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chin-ups...oh man. Need 9+ for A. I can do 10 if I screw up every muscle in my body. WZ and hamster can do more than 12. wow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.4. geeez. I am seriously prone to doing this during long distance running: I jog normally for 5 rounds. I walk 1/2 of last round then sprint the remaining. This is SO FUN, I will give those people who thought they won me at the start of 6th round ,the famous nonchalant spastic act-innocent expression when I sprint past them. This is sadly also the cause of my result's destruction. Got 12min last year. Still aiming for B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.max all my ace points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. speak more confidently&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TTS IT. WISH ME LUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU. DID'NT KNOW YOU WERE SO OBEDIENT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, WE MISSED ROCK 4 GOOD CONCERT AT RGS!! *eats glass. I still remember last month, A couple of rgs gals approached Weizhe, Javis, Leon, Soon and I at hci canteen, and asked us to buy tickets for that concert. 1 of us said we needed time to consider ,then those girls smiled and CASUALLY said they would come back to look for us in 5min. And for some reason, everyone except me went steroids and finished up their food 5 times as fast, then left the canteen. I din wanna lose them in a hurry so I followed them.Those advertisers failed to catch up with us. Forgot about the concert soon after.I 4GOT ELECTRICO WAS PERFORMING. WAHHHHHHH &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOOOOOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113915279249688805?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113915279249688805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113915279249688805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113915279249688805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113915279249688805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-new-year-i-should-start-setting.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113889179912499359</id><published>2006-02-02T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T22:49:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's school sucked big time.&lt;br /&gt;A quarter of the class, including me, pissed off Seck by not handing in worksheet 1.4. She said she would collect the apology letters and dump them all on Mrs Ke's table when she feels like it, and her face was contorted and looked like some hideous monstrosity during the threats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Went to weizhe's house after lessons, and the walk to his house felt like a mini trialthlon.No wonder the area was called HILLview. There was a vibrating lizard under the table, and upon close inspection, the leg was sort of broken and it was leaking bodily fluids all over the place. Guess it got stuck in the air-con and got mangled when Weizhe turned the power on. I seriously hope it survives and stops bleeding. When leonard fired an unloaded airgun at the liz, it sprinted away like there was nothing wrong at all. Leonard was owning during bball, he hit 3 3pters in a row, lyk he was on roids or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okay, gonna chiong chinese and science hw now. Just after CNY holidays and I m desperately waiting for march. Thats how much I love school ;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113889179912499359?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113889179912499359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113889179912499359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113889179912499359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113889179912499359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-school-sucked-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113855165445594207</id><published>2006-01-29T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:28:26.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOOOZ I M BACK *again FRIDAY WAS ....FUN!(excluding school cny celebrations)*no offense to planning team, i am just not interested in colourful bouncing lions and monotonous drumming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I followed weizhe to his primary school, KEMING. He's like so yin shui si yuan lah, and i could feel the nostalgia burning in the air.*hahaha. We met some hciers on the way there and 1 of them, PaoPao turned out to be in the same Aep class as me, though I never noticed him(probably too guai) . Then this girl who turned out to be the Yihong whom wz was smsing on the bus appeared behind us. She was like so quiet, and did not walk with us.. .And next we got stuck outside like mice clogging up the drainage pipe cause the stupid guard din wanna let us in. Finally we got our relief from a teacher who saved us from this desperate predicament.&lt;br /&gt;When I introed myself to Yihong she was like super shy or sumthing so i din know wad to say. I also found friends in PaoPao( cuz I was 1 of the few pple who bothered to bother about tt cool guy ) and Yize likes dota too hah. The celebration was so cute la. Then these boyboy girlgirls danced to the guomeimei version of Dragostea din tei. SO cute la, we din know we were oso tt cute when we were in pri school rite? hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Later only wz, yh and I went for the movie. We were strolling to the bus-stop when we bumped into this group of pple who happened to know yh. Then this gal pointed to me and said&lt;br /&gt;"Wah Yihong, ur boyfriend arh?" wah seh i tink my face flushed red so I jus daoed her, and poor yh had 2 explain.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was funny and meaningful lah, just like what yh said in her blog. It tells us about family ties and the complications which can arouse between family members from different generations. This guy somewhere in front of us was even funnier than the movie. He went : HOOOHOOOHOOO HAAAHAAAHAAA wheneva there was a funny part. kinda extra, but adds to the ambience.&lt;br /&gt;When it ended we strolled around west mall with nothing to do. Split up at the mrt station, with yh going home(i tink) and wz going for a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;4got about weizhe's advice and took the wrong line from bukit batok all the way to dhoby ghaut. Sat still my *** hurts. Met Ruo En, Shiwei, Jianrui, Sihui, Kin oNN and frens at PS food court. They had decided not to watch I NOT STUPID 2. great, cuz i was 5 min late for the planned time. We went all over orchard, rested at burger king, played this mind boggling guessing game(Ruo en started it), got my mind boggled, took bus to Bugis, Jeremy who was behind me got lost in the sea of shoppers at bugis street. I played the evil dude when he called me to ask where I was&lt;br /&gt;Jermz: Hey where are you?&lt;br /&gt;me: i dunno leh(truth)&lt;br /&gt;Jermz: what do u see?!&lt;br /&gt;me: I see ruoen, i see shiwei, i see kinonn(truth)&lt;br /&gt;Jermz: OII wad do u see???!!&lt;br /&gt;me: dustbin, shops(truth)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH poor jermz. I decide to save him so passed my hp to ruoen who was like a walking road directory on the phone. -&gt;jermz finally found us. We then went to bugis junction and found Ru and xinjie shopping there. Went to jermz's father's restaurant upstairs , BARNSBURY. its like WOAH. I have eaten there quite a few times and i din know my fren owned the restaurant. THX DUDE 4 THE FREE COKE.&lt;br /&gt; aftas, went up to the cinema floor. We sat down and relaxed our sore feet until Ru and xinjie came up to meet us. Fun time. We went in front of each movie poster and posed as the characters in it for photos. Haha it was hilarious, there was 1 in which jermz and I were trying to stuff our finger into the geisha zhangziyi's nostrils, and ruoen, ru kissing the giant red lips below us. We left for home at around 10+ feeling fatigued and high at the same time.&lt;br /&gt; tomorrow is bbq at weizhe's hse, I can't wait. sad that yihong's not going&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113855165445594207?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113855165445594207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113855165445594207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113855165445594207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113855165445594207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2006/01/yoooz-i-m-back-again-friday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113478930888130094</id><published>2005-12-17T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T11:15:08.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went down to the basketballcourt today, planning to master the fadeaway jumpshot in 3 hours. There were already some people playing there, so i just shot along with them. 1 thing I really hate, is people whispering behind my back. I would land after a shot then this girl next to me would whisper something to a boy and I could feel them looking at me. wtf that happened so many times it was a sort of emotional torture. As I had been sweating for some time, I became paranoid, thinking that I smell real bad, and that those people were complaining to each other that I was stinking up the court. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS WORLD so I stopped playing and sat at the sideline, rather then "smother"someone to death. If someone came and sat near me I moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later when I walked to the watercooler I saw 2 gals there so I stayed FAR away from them. They were giving me a weird look so that made me feel more fucked up. After I used the water cooler I realised them walking behind me suddenly. I just ignored them, and I could hear them whispering. *-_- . Then I heard : '' ok, ready? 1 , 2 , 3 ", and one of the gals tapped me on the shoulder, and asked me whether I was okay. I just replied I was feeling abit unwell(which is quite the truth cause of the coughing spells) Then they ran away giggling. O_o I just do not know what goes on inside girl's minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still very conscious about whether I stink, so later on I approached 1 of them, and asked&lt;br /&gt;"Do i stink"(what the fuck did I do that for)&lt;br /&gt;"huh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry I mean do i smell bad?"&lt;br /&gt;"OH NONONONONONONONO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then her friend returned and they started whispering to each other again.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion :1. I still do not know whether I smell bad&lt;br /&gt;                    2. I seriously hate people who whisper behind my back. If you have a problem CANT YOU JUST TELL ME IN THE FACE.&lt;br /&gt;My ranting is complete. thank you for your time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113478930888130094?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113478930888130094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113478930888130094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113478930888130094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113478930888130094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-down-to-basketballcourt-today.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113448467643881769</id><published>2005-12-13T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:37:56.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Aeon Flux on Monday with sampan, kian tat and henry. Its just darn cool, with all the flipping-neckbreaking moves executed by Charlize Theron. 1st time see her in leather/latex(wadeva it is). haha. The concept of the world in the movie is also pretty imaginative. Combining old-fashioned bazaars with high tech skyscrapers and that DNA strand thing.&lt;br /&gt;Went to play lan after movie. Basically the important thing was that it was sampan's first game where he managed to kill alot of people(i guess). so kudos to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wanna watch King Kong msg me k? Kym is so unpredictable man, 1 day before going Canada then tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113448467643881769?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113448467643881769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113448467643881769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113448467643881769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113448467643881769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/12/watched-aeon-flux-on-monday-with.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113430574381011383</id><published>2005-12-11T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:55:43.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/fatrodent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/fatrodent.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my lil sis came home from a friend's house carrying a little cage with a tiny hamster inside&lt;br /&gt;My mum is terrified of animal DROPPINGS and have never allowed a single pet to step into the house, so you can imagine the reaction when she opened the door for my sis.&lt;br /&gt;"Had fun, Jolyn?"&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;"wats that?"&lt;br /&gt;*takes a closer look&lt;br /&gt;*Shrieks&lt;br /&gt;"AIIEEEEEOOOOOOOOOIIIIIII(or sumthing lyk that) NONONONO         NO you  WILL NOT BRING THAT THING IN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaos, and a theory of how a few little poos will make the house smell lyk the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my dad intervened, and the matter was solved. My sis will be allowed to keep the hamster at home but must leave it at grandmas forever on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aeon Flux should be cool. I wanna watch KING KONG Too. AND NARNIA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113430574381011383?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113430574381011383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113430574381011383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113430574381011383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113430574381011383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-my-lil-sis-came-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113357741856866296</id><published>2005-12-03T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T10:36:58.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a 2 month ban from basketball training due to "serious examination circumstances" and a bout with mild dengue( fever 39.8 'c , but it could not have been serious since I did not land in hospital.), I finally went for my 1st bball training session in 2.5 months. Went I reached the place I was ordered to do the "shuttle run" 3 times in a row, while dribbling the ball without intervals of rest. As I had made a name for myself being the fastest there ,I had to chong all 3 or get niaoed by evry1. My whole body felt numb and weak throughout the rest of training, and I got out of breath very easily. Coach was like, "U went France izzit? Or Germany? Or America? muscles all frozen by the snow ar?!" wtf. I m confident I would not get selected for the tournament next year as everyone wanna kaobei me now. At least I am still the only person who can grab the hoop... I should have just agreed to the transfer to track&amp;amp;field...T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113357741856866296?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113357741856866296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113357741856866296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113357741856866296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113357741856866296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-2-month-ban-from-basketball.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-113301239493759756</id><published>2005-11-26T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T21:39:54.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the past few weeks I have had some screwed experiences during leisure outings with my buds, notably my near-death ones with weizhe and dayong when we went to watch hp:goblet of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. stupidly embarassing, I went up the escalator going down while teasin Dayong, and that dickhead just waited for the darn machine to fling me off then start pointing and laughing. Weizhe kept going on about me trying to commit suicide after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On the same day. I was goin up(the right escalator) then, if you can remember, sometimes theres this triangular board hanging down from somewhere. I was leaning back on the side then it smacked me on the head. &gt;.&lt;  I freaked out and almost fell down 4 stories. Weizhe's suicide theory was strengthened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchard Road harassers&lt;br /&gt;1. I was with Jonny strolling to cineleisure when this girl behind us was shouting "YAN DAO! YANDAO MEN!" we just daoed her. But she caught up with us and ," WO ZAI JIAO NI MEN LA!" "OI!" Jonny chionged away but then that b!tch hooked her finger around the part of my pants where some pple insert belts, and I could not shake her off in the fear of her ripping off my pants. She then went" OI NI KAN NI PEN YOU ZHE MO HAO GEN WO JIANG HUA NI HAI ZHE MO DAO"&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;i still made a getaway eventually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. on the same day too, I was with Jonny and Junhong then this girl was like running straight at us. Of everyone there she targeted ME. She nudged me away from my buds then started on some donation thingy. I raised my hand to signal to my buds, asking for help( I am a shit debator, and I dont resort to violence...., at least to the opp sex )&lt;br /&gt;Then guess wat, she just grabbed my hand n held it firm. -_- haha.. these pple r gettin more physical&lt;br /&gt;Jonny was signalling to me to use the "incomin call trick" , so I did just that, and that girl grabbed my hand and eventually got my handphone. I still do not know why I succumbed to that T.T&lt;br /&gt;She then put my hp to her ear, and " Hello? Ni hao, Ni shi.." ok mayb i will translate: Hello, are you the mother? Hi I am your son's new girlfriend, we are currently in a disco taking drugs and fooling around"&lt;br /&gt;guess that was to dupe me into paying up quickly to get my phone back.&lt;br /&gt;uh huh i can REALLY BELIEVE that.&lt;br /&gt;so i just donated 2 bucks, got my handphone back and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O last week I was out with Kymberley, Teddy , and Joanna at junction 8. loitering in WHY PAY MORE?, suddenly the "staff dude" grabbed the shoulder of this sorta pri 6 boy and swung him around violently, demanding to check his bag. Turns out he stole a BALL PUMP. WOW&lt;br /&gt;They then went into a room and we did not know what happened afta tt.&lt;br /&gt;u gotta love that boy's decisions, he rather steal and go 4 rehab than pay 5 bucks for the pump. I feel sorry fer the parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-113301239493759756?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/113301239493759756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=113301239493759756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113301239493759756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/113301239493759756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-past-few-weeks-i-have-had-some.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-112913410219934134</id><published>2005-10-13T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:58:54.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning Do not read this post if you are easily offended by mildly crap language&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;suk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the core man. I gotta find some stress relief, so I just chanced upon dis inspirational piece of "work" on the net, by a darn kewl dude named cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeky used to chat in IRC during exam periods to de-stress. IRC for your info, provide a great excuse for you to leave your brain in the fridge and indulge in some mindless conversations with strangers. Great entertainment values plus it's low cost. Anyway, below is an excerpt of a chat that happened a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeky aka Mike: Hi, I'm Mike. Anyone care for a chat?&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes gone and not a single person wanted to chat with cheeky.What do you do in such a situation? You change your nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeky aka &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;Sex&lt;/a&gt;y Mike: Hi. Anyone wants to chat?&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes went by and suddenly a message from someone called NUS guy popped up on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: You think you are so damn sexy? Why don't you go fuck yourself. Fucking loser. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, come on. There's no need to be mean. Cheeky just want to chat with someone. Anyone. Drastic situation calls for drastic action. Cheeky decided to change his nick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeky aka Rachel: Hi, anyone care for a chat?&lt;br /&gt;This seems to do the trick. Very soon, a couple of guys attempt to chat up with cheeky, er I mean Rachel. But Rachel ignored them because he, no she no he, oh what the fuk he/she was waiting for that very special person to appear. After a few minutes, that special someone appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Hi. Wanna chat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woohoo!!! The dickhead has knocked on the door. Why don't we reciprocate and let him in. It's gonna to be fun&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeky aka Rachel: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Intro pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Don't they ever change their lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: 20/f. U leh?&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Me 23/m. Are u studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;No, cheeky is lazing at home all day scratching his groin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Yup. At NUS.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: hey, me too. Which faculty are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Business.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: I'm from engineering. Where do u live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A few miles from Lim Chu Kang abattoir where your fellow friends are being slaughtered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: At Bishan St 23.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Ok. So u got a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;No, but got plenty of girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: No.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Yah, me too. Just dumped my previous girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahaha, like real&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: So why did u dump her?&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Oh. Incompatible characters. She was too possessive. I prefer a bit more freedom for myself. I don't like my girlfriend restricting my way of life, u know what I mean? So what's your height and weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dickhead is clearly looking for a babe. Lets oblige his request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: 166cm/43kg.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: u must be very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Er...if you say so. But cheeky prefer to be called yan dao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Ok lah. You leh? Must be very handsome right?&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Hmm... my female classmates did say I resemble Daniel Wu a lot. I don't know lah. I think I resemble Tony Leung more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Someone please pass cheeky a bag. He needs to puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: So are u on a look out for a new girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: I don't think there's a need. I think I have found one right in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Make that bag a large one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: haha, u are a smooth talker.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Gift of the gab is just one of my many virtues u know. If you don't mind, can I know your vital statistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sure. It's 11 inches in length&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: 36-24-36.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Wow! Do u have a photo that u could send to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh oh. How?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: u send me your first lah.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Ok, but after that u promise to send me yours. Promise me hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Promise your head lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dickhead DCC's his photo over&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/1600/nerdball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3868/1624/320/nerdball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Haha, really look like Tony Leung. The pirated version of the pirated version of Tony Leung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Wah, u look very handsome leh.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Thanks. A lot of people said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Still puking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Now u must send me yours hor.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: I don't have to. U just have to buy the latest copy of Maxim. I'm on page 12 wearing a pink bikini.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Wah serious? U are a model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;No, but Cheeky got a lot of model areoplanes at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: I'm just a part timer. Nothing to shout about.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Tomorrow, I will buy one copy, first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm sure you will, you piece of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: Can I have your number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of course. The number is 999&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: er...I'm not that keen to give my number to strangers. Why don't u leave me yours.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: erm... ok. My number is 9&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=xxx" target="_blank"&gt;xxx&lt;/a&gt;x&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=xxx" target="_blank"&gt;xxx&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Woohooo, tomorrow go buy toto and 4D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: can I meet you in person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cheeky very shy leh. How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: er…. Sure. But I want to bring a friend along.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: No problem. Is she a gal by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: No. It's a guy. But u know him too.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy: u are kidding me right? What's his name?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Sexy Mike.&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy:&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy:&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy:&lt;br /&gt;NUS guy:.........................OH SH!T!!!! F*** U !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha. See IRC can be so fun. However, if you are looking for a life partner or soul mates, the IRC is not the right avenue because all kinds of people with undesirable motives and traits exist in the chat room. Better to be entertained, don't you think? Dis Cheeky is my new idol.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i mite try tt out sumday *evil laughter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-112913410219934134?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/112913410219934134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=112913410219934134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112913410219934134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112913410219934134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/10/warning-do-not-read-this-post-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-112895968269820536</id><published>2005-10-11T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:54:42.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry guys n gals da tagboard screwed up bad I cant post a single crap in it so I m gonna hafta do sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;As I started blogging pretty late, maybe I will share my goals for the year n whether I had accomplished&lt;br /&gt;any of them at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;key: XD = achieved      XP = failure(I m no superhuman)    X\ = haven tried  : \ = acting blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msg &lt; 3.0  XP&lt;br /&gt;Improve in my sukiest subject maths XD ( tests: 50, 56, 70, 52, 56 , 100 wad the O_O)&lt;br /&gt;Improve in physics XD&lt;br /&gt;Improve in Chem XP&lt;br /&gt;Projects Day --&gt; GRAND FINALS! tt was sure unexpected XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Napfa test GOLD XD ---&gt; Shuttle run 9.5 sec&lt;br /&gt;                                                Inclined pullups A(cant remember)&lt;br /&gt;                                                Sit-ups A ( I overdid n the PE teacher tok said I was dumb , n it decreased my sbj distance )&lt;br /&gt;                                                Standing board jump further than board's length ( board is not 1cm long , for u crappers )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                &lt;/strong&gt;sit &amp; reach C ( crap I hate it man I cant stretch to save my life )&lt;br /&gt;                                                2.4  B ( I luv my idiotic running style )&lt;br /&gt;CCA Basketball XP---&gt; yay we screwed up again. no comment. I m a slacker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life &amp;amp; Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ROCK STAR X&lt;br /&gt;Overcome stage fright XP&lt;br /&gt;4get her n find another gf.. : I dunno wat I wanna b yet when I grow up XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-112895968269820536?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/112895968269820536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=112895968269820536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112895968269820536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112895968269820536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/10/sry-guys-n-gals-da-tagboard-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-112895818409728213</id><published>2005-10-10T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T00:00:03.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2day rox man especially 4 leonard(gerbil). afta eng exam weizhe hamster gerbil n I went KAP to attempt mugging again but alas , all effort comes to nought n we ended up learning from ningfei n shawn, playing "connect 4" on foolscap paper. Come to tink of it, tt was sure retarded. We were sitting at 2nd floor, n next to us was a..large space where peeps queued up to buy their food, which I tot was a perfect place to play sabo n sniping. I knocked gerbil's "paper plane" n fork out of his hand which ended up as flying debris wif the potential of causing great physical harm to the pple below.Gerbil was put in a dam awkward position cause he was sitting closer to edge than me, so pple would look up n say "HEY look tt cute lil boi littering! Lets go kill him!" But lyk no one was affected n I was kinda disappointed tt my killer litter din kill anybody, n i shood haf went down to pick up those stuff, but decided against it as it was plain suicide, n i could not c them from where i was sitting. Conscience pricked me.Hmm m I backstabbing leonard? No its sabotage, then aren't I lyk tt fker who during com lesson, went to my com n filled the screen wif porn website windows when I was away , then turned off the monitor. I was lucky KOHKT was not behind me or my ass would b screwed real bad.(I turned off the com immediately! I din ogle!)(He got owned by jeffrey Lim n Lily Chai i heard) (pls dun mention dis guy's name in tags bout dis as he is still a juvenile)reflecting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-112895818409728213?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/112895818409728213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=112895818409728213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112895818409728213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112895818409728213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/10/2day-rox-man-especially-4.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-112870359996760265</id><published>2005-10-08T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:46:39.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to bloggin again sry 4 the time lapse pple.&lt;br /&gt;Oral defense totally sucked my hineys off. I "completed" the damn script 4 hrs b4 skool started, n wang n I screwed up again.XD The examiners were edmund Teo n some woman but switched to nightmares Kevin"Evil Adult" Cheng and Laura Ng(I dunno wth is she but every1 says tt she is fearsome) We were talking crap wif hamster 5 metres away from where we were standing&lt;br /&gt;Wang: shittt we r so screwed&lt;br /&gt;me: wth is Laura Ng&lt;br /&gt;hamster: shes dam fierce&lt;br /&gt;me: I'm mor scared of kevincheng. I bet he will be styling his gay hair ova n ova again thruout the OD n&lt;br /&gt;        his 1st question will b "Do you tink my hair looks ok?" Ans yes -&gt; full marks, Ans no -&gt;immediate screwage&lt;br /&gt;        we r gonna get owned if we be honest&lt;br /&gt;hamster: I WAN STEELY (or sumthing lyk tt) n starts ranting bout his lack of cash to but throwing stars&lt;br /&gt; wang is fascinated by hamster's vast knowledge bout maple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Ng opens the door,stomps out, calls Wang n I ,then pwned me 4 shagginess O_o&lt;br /&gt;I tot tt was the end of it, until we stepped in&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Cheng was fuming n shot us this killergay look n started whinin tt we shooda waited outside the door since it was our turn next blahblah we lost 5 min blahblah then suddenly, "sit down"..&lt;br /&gt;Crap la the OD was lyk it had a burnin rod up its pooper. Tat can explain alot if ya know wad it means.&lt;br /&gt;N i went KAP 2 times 2dae&lt;br /&gt;before Lam's lesson n afta, 2 try n study&lt;br /&gt;It was impossible memorising a single equation wif the mass giggling of mgs girls all around u.&lt;br /&gt;crap la dis ??skool gal lyk walked straight into me jus afta i entered kap, n spilled her sprite on the floor(not on me fortunately) She was apologetic but I still felt bad 4 sum reason so i queued n spent 2.20 to get her another drink. Dun get stupid ideas retards. N i realised tt i had ran outta coins to take bus bk afta buyin her n myself drinks(omgwtf i 4got my ezlink) luckily i went there to meet people or i m so dead.I bought a Large Vanilla coke n discovered tt it was too much  me to take, so I asked huanzi to help me&lt;br /&gt;N OMG he is imba man. He finished 5 times of wad i had managed to drink in 15 min in 8 gulps, +&lt;br /&gt;the always hungry Ben triedta cope sum of it but I m ovaprotective of my food&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-112870359996760265?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/112870359996760265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=112870359996760265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112870359996760265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112870359996760265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-to-bloggin-again-sry-4-time-lapse.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-112749139831028197</id><published>2005-09-24T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T00:03:18.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today afta skool was darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;Reuben has this special ability to blow saliva bubbles outta his mouth. Afta Siewyp's lesson we gathered at the staircase area ( we were at top floor ) . Rooben then started unloading his ballistics at people using the staircase below. LOL it was funny la. When people c Reuben above, they would hesitate and stare at him, until they are ensured of safety from falling bubbles, then they would continue walking. Rooben would then fire his bubble and the peeps below would scramble to where they started from again ,to avoid the small lil ball of hygiene destruction. HAha then Rooben was about to bomb Jinhui when a gust of wind blew the bubble onto Eric ,who was standing next to Rooben. We were all laughin lyk mad when Siewyp appeared beside Rooben&lt;br /&gt; Siewyp: Rooben! what r u up to again?!&lt;br /&gt; Rooben: o.. er..nutin&lt;br /&gt; Siewyp: I saw you sticking out your tongue! R you dripping saliva onto people? so dirty! (ha dripping saliva ya rite)&lt;br /&gt;Rooben: No! I was just.. cooling my tongue wif the wind!&lt;br /&gt;Siewyp: What kind of nonsense is this!&lt;br /&gt;Rooben: really! (HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Siewyp: Rooben dun be so unhygienic, do unto others what you want others to do unto you&lt;br /&gt;Rooben : uh uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to learn how to blow bubbles but progress is negligible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-112749139831028197?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/112749139831028197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=112749139831028197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112749139831028197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112749139831028197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-afta-skool-was-darn-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-112749044162186232</id><published>2005-09-23T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T23:47:21.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its gonna be a long 5 weeks man.&lt;br /&gt;Bored..so i will just list down all the ridiculous stuff teachers have been doing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bala: · Calls me "Sexy" -_-" and then said that I m proud of it cuz I spoke to him quite loudly once..wth&lt;br /&gt;           · I was late for class cuz I had been playing bball during recess(ok my bad). I stepped into class, and bowed  at him. Bala stared at me weirdly, then bowed 90 degrees back at me. He was obviously crapping&lt;br /&gt;**** for fun, and I felt embarassed cuz the st nick gals were there. So I made some movement unintentionally as I felt uncomfortable. Bala imitated every action &gt;.&lt; . That was the most stupid thing i have ever been involved in.&lt;br /&gt;           &amp;shy;· Everytime my behind faces someone and I am not standing straight, Bala would say that I was trying to seduce that guy. Like --&gt; OMG&lt;br /&gt;           &amp;shy;·My nickname has been "sexy" from then on. It sounds stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mok: Sent me out of the classroom for not bringing a calculator, when the dude sitting 2 seats away from me&lt;br /&gt;          obviously did not have 1 too.&lt;br /&gt;           I was late in standing up to greet her by 1 sec, so she went: "SOME BOYS ARR, DUNNO HOW TO  DICIPLINE THEMSELVES, ESPECIALLY JUNWEN. Then, Mok to st nick gals: "GIRLS? YOU KNOW WHO JUNWEN IS??!" They just stoned there, i guess they must have had their eardrums splintered by that squawky, crowy sound Mok emits. At tt point almost every1 in class stared at me, trying to abstain from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have some sorta affinity wif getting embarassed in front of girls.&lt;br /&gt;Mok saga: Mok went on to scold me 4 times in 3 lessons, for stuff like looking at the table when shes tokin, during the week of the st nick xchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m screwwwed I shood start studying already&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-112749044162186232?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/112749044162186232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=112749044162186232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112749044162186232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112749044162186232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-gonna-be-long-5-weeks-man.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16967729.post-112748338712963177</id><published>2005-09-21T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T23:48:22.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hullo, this is the personal diary of a disturbed Spongebob Squarepants fan who "studies" in a mental institute called hci, overrun by demented sadists and racists who called themselves "teachers", leading the pack is Bala, who specializes in insulting his own ethnic group with gross racist jokes(this is something new). My blog has this special innate ability of giving any reader brain hemorrphage by the time he finishes looking through it, so if you dun wanna spend the rest of ur lives terrorizing nurses in hospital, back out now. If not, everyone is welcome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N pls, I m not making racist comments here so dun lock me up for invoking any"act of sedition" thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get this clear, hci guys, that WE r the riteful staff of this mental institute. u know who the patients r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope moklaikwon dusnt find this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16967729-112748338712963177?l=-resonance-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/feeds/112748338712963177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16967729&amp;postID=112748338712963177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112748338712963177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16967729/posts/default/112748338712963177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-resonance-.blogspot.com/2005/09/hullo-this-is-personal-diary-of_20.html' title=''/><author><name>☼ƒreedom☼</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254526303849742448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
